Sierra Mazzucca's Poetry site

Positive energy and inner peace, are what my life bank will forever run off of and need. Still sometimes I let that negative little critic speak. Yes, that soul sucker is lurking somewhere inside me. Only difference is now, I utilize the tools I keep, to cancel the noise it blurts out from me. But every now and then I give it a mic and platform, while I steady my pen waiting for it to spit another diss track about me again. Before I would listen, attentively. Just hanging onto every word and messed up thing it could find and say about me. Feeling weak, I remained mute, only allowing negativity to speak. Where it burned bridges, stole relationships and terrorized people I love. All to decimate possibilities of me feeling worthy to be seen and heard by anyone. Yes, I was silent, but not helpless. And little did it know I was gripping hope only to allow my faith time to reload. I got some metaphorical weapons of my own to form against it, and finally shut it up so it has no ability to grow. I gained more knowledge on how to tend to the exact parts of me that needed to feel seen. Because I forced them into a dark place where I claimed they were no part of me. That was not right of me. There is no wrong in me. I just have to change this stinking thinking before it drains and deplets the parts I keep peace and positivity. Not perfect, so the steps for each weapon, I often repeat. Yeah he has the mic, but I am the Posive MC.

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