Burn it away!
This sheath of doubts
That blankets your mind
Opaque, yet
A deceitful filter
Through which you're trying
To see which is pure
Clear as day
And not meant to be questioned
For all it does
Is make the waters murky
Not due to the stirring
Of mud, which was always there
But due to you,
Dropping one by one
Pellets of distrust
Distaste.

- Aesha