I’m on a level of being

Where I know the direction I’m following

Where I know I’ll be fine, even if I’m alone

Where I’m aware of my worth

Where I know I’m strong enough

Where I’m aware of my strengths

Where I’m brave enough to walk all alone

 

I have freed myself from the chains

From the judgments

From the council of hate

From the bars of anxiety

 

I have unclipped my wings

I have set myself free

And devoted love to

The beautiful and petite creatures

Carved by god

 

 

although there is much more on its way

Still trying to fright me

It’s scarier, stronger, and darker

But I trust myself

Holding a shield and a sword

Not chained anymore

I guess I’m ready for the perfect storm