SHE.

She…

 

She spent most of her life up to this point blinded, she spent her life in the darkness… her self respect was lost, she went through hell, determined to find it  so SHE… needs a bit of a “detrimental to her life” separation, she is trying to stop herself from becoming heartless… because daily those demons come knocking, she has to stay focused, so her guard is up constantly, she has to just keep on blocking, so she is about SHE… constantly she comes off as cocky… constantly she is called selfish, because she isn’t always selfless… but what they don’t understand is she has no self left to give… any sliver of that self left has to go to her kids… because her kids are the only thing that made her want to live….

 

She is something like Wonder Woman… but somehow she is shunned like a villian. So many wish to shut her up, because she has some words that will kill ‘em…

She….

 

She really is the shit, only thing that ever stopped her was fear… scared to roam this bitch we call Earth alone… now she finds herself LIVING after all… though they disappeared… so scared she would raise her kids all on her own… fear motivated her silence… but see, now you can understand why she is screaming… silence is ended because the fear is gone…

 

She understands to be free she had to say “I love me”… had to stop worrying about being a partner.. Or ponder on and on about who really loves her… she removed herself from every “WE”… and she is better, better indeed… It is not about greed… she was just trapped and needed to be freed…

 

She was…. Raised by her rapist… she is not afraid to say this… she stands tall, shameless, all of you weirdo’s who bash someone who is honest, all of you nobodies who want to end her… you stand there kicking her when she is down, and say you are blameless. Don’t you dare take credit in her come up… she was bent but never broken… you aren’t even strong enough to save her, so save it…

She writes masterpieces, and though she appears fearless in her words… there is so much she leaves unwritten… well… its written and has yet to be presented… she still hesitates at times… and that is only because she wastes time considering the consequences…

But… you see it’s like…. she….

She lost all there is to lose… and as unfortunate as that is… she remains undamaged by the fact that her pieces are unfavorable by those who live content with beautiful lies… she cuts all those unwholesome ties…

She is Queen… though you can not picture it… because she is not picture perfect… but trust me love, her fucking vision is a real picture and she is fucking worth it… watch her serve it… and you eat it and try to drop some shit that almost compares to SHE. But she cannot see you while she is in first place…. So continue to chase… keep running your make-believe race… she doesn’t compete… She needs no validation. She is complete…

She was shattered, and what you see is a new creation… sometimes the pieces did not connect, some were missing… she made herself her own version of whole. Sure, there are scars… as expected in war. But her battle is as beautiful as She, her scars perfectly depict her soul. Beauty is in every stitch, her mark on this world cannot be removed, she remains unmoved… she won’t stop until the world hears her truth…

To be like SHE is to be Free…. it’s not necessarily easy, but it is worth it if you can know what it feels like to soar, to be above all the negativity you were associated with before.