Thursday, March 17, 2016

Seeds of Doubt by Mike Williams 03/17/2016 @ 8:19 A.M.

You planted seeds of doubt, 
Deep inside of my mind. 
And they grew and grew, 
Into a thorny wicked vine. 

The vine choked out memory, 
Until it was all I knew. 
It strangled every breath of hope, 
And the truth I'd been through. 

You whispered in my ear, 
Deceived me time after time. 
Until your voice is all I hear, 
For manipulation is your crime. 

I search for the old me, 
Somewhere within and without. 
A trail of confusion is all I see, 
Left behind your seeds of doubt. 

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