Wednesday 17 August 2016

What i tell myself when i look into mirror each morning?

I am who i am,
Ageing like wine,
I am not old,
I am younger than i felt yesterday.
I made it today,
and i am proud of it.
I survived what nobody saw,
I won over the evils.
I twirl, I swing 
hand in hand with my demons.
I might see those wrinkles,
marks, stretch marks, puffy eyes
yet i feel nothing but pride.
They are not my scars from war.
They are the medals i won,
all along those wars.
I don't need you to tell me,
where i belong
as i know i am the queen
made on my own.
I don't need a prince,
even my king will bend in front of me.
I will continue to fight,
and i will sing in the same light.
I am the Warrior, I am the Goddess
and
I am who I am.


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