Crisis of Confidence: A Poem
Crisis of Confidence
In the moonlight
jack-knife shadow against the wall
I sat on the bathroom tile
and had a crisis of confidence.
What was I doing,
and who was I to say
Didn’t I owe myself more?
Owe my family more?
The pills spun in the sink,
spinning their sugar-shells away,
twisting and twirling,
empty wholes waiting
like ballerinas in the wings,
while I sat there
yearning to be —
Okay would’ve been good enough for me.
Black-and-white balcony shadows
beckoned, high tide waters
foaming at the mouth of Elysium.
I knocked my head against the wall
and, dreaming, began to fall
into a world of blotchy
purple and blue,
far, far away
The content of this poem is a little dark, though it might not appear that way at first sight. This isn’t your average “crisis of confidence.”
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