Doubt

Doubt.

It ravages families,

Destroys friendships.

 

Why?

Why does it have so much power?

Where does it come from?

 

Lies.

Everything bad stems from lies.

A lie is spoken, and is caught.

Thus the blooming of the seed of doubt.

 

The trust is gone.

Tears are spilled but there is no turning back.

Once the seed has bloomed it will continue to thrive,

Fueled by more lies, but stagnant when the truth is spoken.

 

Truth now falls on deaf ears.

Doubt.

It shatters delicate relationships formed between humans.

It pulverizes them.

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