Two-Fold

I was about to write,
to dig deeper into why I am who I am.
The thought unfurled and changed-
A story between God and me.
I thought perhaps not yet,
It isn't developed.
I think a lot about life-
I'm only an average writer.
I do not trust myself to write about-
the dark vibrations in my heart.

Moments often lost before they're captured; 

and desire to create a wellspring

of thoughts, gone before there is fodder

to be called consequential.
 Not my own self doubts

but the falseness of the world.

Writers distrust everything,

You must be willing to rethink 

those relationships that you held dear.

I cannot dig into my ponderings-

 uncertain truth lurks there.

Revised 5/3/2012