I'm proud of myself

I'm proud of my strength 

I'm proud of the scars

I'm proud of the wounds

It has made me, what you see


I ain't the best you would ever meet

I ain't an angel coming from heaven 

I ain't anyone perfectly tailored 

I ain't a woman without brokenness

I ain't any heavenly being but a humanely human born on earthly earth


I've a dark past, that haunts me

I've loneliness that taunts me

I've darkness that tries to envelope me

I've demons trying to abduct me

I've my One true Allah, protecting one sufficient for me


I'm the light heavenly, blessed by Allah almighty

I'm hope sacred, walking forward holding God's rope

I'm the trust, that's unbreakable and unshakable 

I'm faith, undoubtedly infinitely preciously precious

I'm me for my God has dexterously chiseled me into finery 

◄ Looking beyond

Love struck ►


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