I am a delicate stem
bending
petals crushed
under a smothering blanket
of doubt
made heavy by rejection
fatigue-fed flush of
shame
how could I have even thought
I might
be good enough?
I am a delicate stem
bending
petals crushed
under a smothering blanket
of doubt
made heavy by rejection
fatigue-fed flush of
shame
how could I have even thought
I might
be good enough?
This is so poignant and heart-felt. But, you do know, I hope, that you are not only good enough, you are better than most and excel with words and photographs that give so much pleasure to others.
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