New me
I want to ask myself when I became what I am now
This new version of me.
A helpless little girl who dies inside at the hands of others.
I want to be a powerful woman
But I am broken.
Pieces of me are sprinkled across the floor
I wait and wait for her to pick them up
But she never comes.
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It takes powerful women, brave women, to help other women become powerful and brave.
Yes, to what Melva said. Also, writing is a thread that stitches the self back together,
Yes, to what Melva said. Also, writing is a thread that helps stitche the self back together,
Whoops on the double post. Maybe we both had to read it twice.
I happen to know that you are the most powerful! It takes courage to be vulnerable and it’s brave to keep on living, and staying kind in this world. Don’t ever forget that.