For the brokenhearted…

Then, this poem is for you. I hope that it softly guides you during this challenging time.

To the woman within me

I’ve beaten you up.
I’ve dragged you down.
You did the best you could.

You grew your hair,
Just like you were supposed to be,
And it didn’t work.

You dressed nicely,
Just like you were supposed to be,
And it didn’t work.

You were nice,
Just like you were supposed to be,
And it didn’t work.

You seduced,
Because you didn’t know it better,
And it didn’t work.

You opened your heart and loved,
And it didn’t work.

You were destroyed.
Nothing ever worked.
You were defeated.
You were thrown to the ground.

And then something happened.
In the middle of dying,
You chose to get up again.
Full of dirt and wounded.
You faced the world,
And shared the story of your many defeats.
To give others hope,
To let them know that they are not alone.

And there you stood,
With your knees shaking.

And then she became alive.
The peaceful warrior within me,
Who lives her life with the heart wide open,
Who will never grow her hair again,
Who will never wear high heels again.
Who is loving and nurturing,
Who takes care of herself,
Who shows the world who she truly is.

Now you are a woman,
Not unscarred, but brilliant.

I love you, from the depth of my heart,
I love you more than words can ever express.

You are more than I ever dared to hope for.
You are more than I ever dreamed of.

From now on, we will walk together.
And our future gets bright and brighter.
Thank you for being the woman you are.
You are making a difference.

 

Do you want to read more? Check out my memoir A Brave, True Story.

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