I AM

I AM

I am not the type of girl

Men will lose their voices

Singing songs about.

I am the girl

Men will lose their lives

Just searching for a melody to accompany mine.

They will die with notes caught in their throats

And their wails will be my wedding march.

I am not the type of girl

You simply kiss in the rain.

I am the girl

You mimic the thunder for

And shake to the very core

Because you have found lightning in these lips.

I am not the type of girl

Who finds pleasure in breaking hearts.

I am the girl

Who will gladly break her own

Just to fill your missing pieces.

I am not the type of girl

You can simply deem yours

Because I am the girl

Who was bought at a price you can’t afford

And I am called Beloved.

I am not the type of girl

Who simply walks through

And shakes the dust from her soles.

I am the girl

Who creates a sandstorm

So there’s no mistaking who’s legacy is left behind.

I am not the type of girl

Who keeps her nails long

Just so her fingers can look pretty.

I am the girl

Who gives backing to the phrase

-Hell hath no fury.-

For I have God given armor

And you best believe I have no fear in using it.

I am not the type of girl

People look twice at.

I am the girl

Who commands your attention.

So take a good look

Because there is a fierceness in these eyes

That words cannot begin to replicate.

For I am the girl

Who was crafted from the same fire and passion that the sun has been forged from

And I am called Beloved.