I do not know why I align them in these rows thinking
I have something to be heard
say yes but why open one’s mouth as if wise when
the next line proves a fool?
doubt they say is part of existence
were it true then these words keep coming
giving some semblance of peace to a heart unsure
of what is real and what isn’t
the same will be in the end whether
doubt proves otherwise
shame aside this line of letters collects into words crosses this page and ends there