I keep finding my way back,
Back to what I am comfortable with,
The self doubt and insecurities,
Stories,
I try to rewrite,
This dance,
that keeps pulling me back,
Trapping me,
within its false sense of security.
But I know,
that I deserve more,
I know it.
And yet ,
I keep coming back,
to the comfort of this
scarcity mindset.
I seek to
open the door of abundance,
Creating obstacles
within my subconscious,
Going round in circles.
Suppressing my growth,
Yet all the while,
I soar.
Diving deep,
To Rewire
To Recreate,
Changing pathways,
Awakening the sleeping giant,
To rip through my pain.
