There’s a war inside me,
a battle between who I am
and who I want to be.
Some days, the voices clash loud,
doubt shouting over hope,
fear trying to drown out courage.
I fight against my own thoughts,
wrestle with insecurities,
and question every move I make.
It’s exhausting, lonely,
like being trapped in my own mind,
fighting battles no one else sees.
But I’m learning to lower my weapons,
to listen instead of attack,
to find peace in the middle of the chaos.
This war isn’t about winning or losing,
it’s about making peace with myself,
one small step at a time.
Blessed.