Bristling and ugly

theres a underling line
in my mind that i can not pass
theres a deep shadow in the sea of my heart,
it shines green an purple
the heart is being torn apart by the uncertain question of your love
“am i good enough or do i fall far behind the line” ?
this i suppose is the problem between us ,
its me its not you
its the double guessing thought i have held within
that thought that will destroy my future an for-fill my nightmare