I go to my poetry when I’m looking for safety….I been living dangerously lately…A couple of love ones now hate me…But I don’t let the opinions of others shape me…Through endless times of being alone I still have grown…Just chasing the best version of me….The me that you know is the lesser version of me…I’m better than who I was yesterday…That still doesn’t mean I will have a better today…Just better prepared for the trials and tribulations…In it for the long haul not just for mild stimulations…I’m just creating safety for my creations.