I use to fight progression but now I’m longing for it. I never wanted to abandon my past. So everyone I met paid for it. It’s like I was caught up in between realities. Never wanting to armor up and face it. Running from some things  other would consider the basics. heart filled with bitterness. I just couldn’t shake it.  so many skeletons in my closet but I’m finally digging their graves . so they can take their places. 6 feet under they go and now I’m screaming rest in peace insecurities, neglect and hatred. I’m unchaining these chains I let accumulate and force me to go through phrases. by: LaQuita Ennis