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Instincts or fear 

I keep thinking I can drown it out, 
All this doubt within my head, 
I don't know the truth, 
But I don't believe you, 
So what else am I supposed to do? 

I feel lost in this kaleidescope of twists and turn, 
Blurred lines and shining so bright it blinds, 
I don't like it in here, my own head space, 
It feels torturous inside. 

The not quite being able to put your finger on it, 
To the gut wrenching feeling inside, 
Without any closure, 
All I lack is control, 
Something that deeply troubles my soul. 

By Trish Huntley