unwanted doubt

Awake. In the dark of night
Feeling sad and hollow
Doubt creeps in
distraction takes you away again
words, concerns…mean nothing
Too defensive to open your eyes
Too stuck to see
Fuzzy distraction gives me a brief smile
Then the mind feels with gray
So few words
create so much doubt
Words that hurt
Can’t be forgotten
Silent, cold, alone
Compassion lost
Her eyes of tears, her heart of fear
Illicit anger. Not concern
Frustration. Not caring
What is true. What is a front
Doubt continues to creep