Dawn & Dusk

There is a voice in my head
That sounds like my own
Undermining my beliefs
Like water eroding stone

It casts doubt
On everything that I think
It brews a cup of uncertainty
Which it forces me to drink

It had me turning in circles
With contradicting instructions
Flooded my mind with theories
So I could barely function

This rumination
This futile churning
Kept me in confusion
Stopped me from learning

So now I follow thoughts
That lead me to action
Rather than letting that voice
Confuse me to distraction