Drifting

I am my worst critic

I pick apart scars

That tread through the embers of my soul

Sabotaging self to no end

I create barriers to prevent me from soaring

Because at times I find peace in the brokenness

Healing is presented to me, though the effort to obtain it is at a standstill or should I say, drifting

Drifting

I'm in a state of internal conflict

Switching between love and hate

My mind double dutching on memories that can't seem to know it's place

I save face from a crowd that speculates inauthenticity

hiding parts of me

Have always been my go to

I chose to

Drift

I allow Fear to lock me in a room full of dreams I no longer believe in

Self doubt has proven to be a much needed friend

A trend

I’m trying to break free from

Safiyah Givens ©️