Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Crown of Chaos 6 - Self Doubt

From my own pit I shall attempt to rise
And make myself a wholly greater bloke
For being excellent is its own prize.
My wish to serve the greater good's no joke.

Sometimes I want to be the very best
like no one else can say they ever were.
I wish that I could say that I'll not rest
until my full potential has been stirred.

But all too often I am filled with doubt.
My psyche feeling fragile as a glass
To these ill thoughts, I say just this: “get out”
I came to write these sonnets and kick ass

These inner demons shall taste their defeat
I shall become a scholarly elite.

(The next sonnet can be found here).

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