Confidence

I am woman.

I am wife.

I am God's right hand,

I create life.

 

Stretch marks mean I grew too fast.

Thick thighs because I run from my past.

 

I'm a preacher

Of things I don't understand

A teacher

A holder of your hand.

 

I'm a glimpse of what you could be

If you lost a little of your worldly sanity.

 

I am woman.

Hard earned.

Fire burned.

Straight from the ashes of opression--

Woman.

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741