Poem: The Doubts That I Carry

Maybe it will be the end this evening, What was about yesterday? Does God listen to me when I pray? I cannot remember the last time I was really smiling. Living to old age, Living up to expectations, What if failure knocks on the door? What if lightning strikes before its time? They are so heavy, The doubts that I carry. They are heavier than Jupiter, I cannot move any faster. So many questions, So few solutions, They are so heavy, The doubts that I carry.