when self-doubt hits
it seeps into one’s flesh
spreads with haste
a painter’s brush
coated with pigment
like a kiss
it touches the water soaked parchment
camouflaging all intentions
swiftly it moves across the surface
changing everything
into shades of anything
insecurity hits and leaves a mark
like a bruise deep into your muscle tissue
it changes you
you might look in a mirror
you might see a reflection
is it you
or
is it one of a stranger?
does it possess a hint of what was
is everything slightly off
does it look like vertigo feels? 
one’s equilibrium thrown off kilter
reality is fickle
once known
now a stranger
looking back at you
december 10 2018
drawings © by tamayagarner
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I like the presentation. Very effective.
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Thank you for reading it. Where would we all be without people to share with ay.
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A precise and eloquent description of self-doubt, Tamaya, something I know far too well, and as you say it leaves marks. The transition from the original marvellous artwork is wonderful. And all the best for the festive season and 2019, wishing you new heights in life, its poetry and art.
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