Here We Go Again Poem by Juanita Richardson

instinctively i proceed with caution
somehow im never the solution to the question
just another addition to the problem
understanding the mechanics and dynamics of the situation
instead of turning away
i stay to face them
but this time around
its hard to stick it out
seems like im ready to call it quits
during the first feelings of doubt
complications of the past
still mutiply in my present
reliving the very same uneasyness
shows that im not prepared for a second
battling insecurities
that i thought would never reappear
i thought that i had finally got rid of them
what are they doing here?