Unbecoming who I'am today
And returning to my essence
With courage and honour
I undertake this mission
Tangled in the wires of self doubt and pity
Where's the grit ,the power , the fighting ability?
The past hits back , with it's demonic presence
Now here I am , with a baggage of lessons
Scarred, defeated ,a state not so pretty
Now how does one go to self love from loathe?
Unbecoming yourself , is a less traveled road.