Here I sit: day in, day out
Fighting my fears and my doubts
Drowning in stuck and hate
Feeling lighter and heavier day by day
Letting go but being weighed down
Always smiling, but fighting the frown
Needing to remember my own lessons – patience, presence, practicing self love
Where do you look when you don’t know what you’re looking for? When you aren’t afraid of the dark but the dark seems to suffocate you?