I am a warrior
Forged through hellfire
And bathed
in light.
***
I am a survivor
From the brinks of death
I bring
new life.
***
I am a mother,
The nurturer of a child,
Who fears for him
Everyday.
***
I am a daughter
The one who cannot be tamed,
Yet still attempts to please
Everyone else.
***
I am an author
A “word weaver” as they say
Yet at this moment, words
Escape me.
***
I am free.
Free to choose the life that I want
Yet, shackles still
Bind me.
***
I am alive,
I wake up every day,
But, Am I actually
Living?
***
I am an artist,
I express myself through
Different mediums, yet I cant seem to
Choose just one.
***
I am empowered,
And I will use my voice,
So….
*Why am I so afraid to hear it?*
About the Creator
Bethany JoAnna
Domestic violence survivor using my voice to break the silence and end the stigma. Too many victims are silenced with no one to speak for them; I am here to change that.
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Comments (1)
This poem beautifully captures the duality between inner strength and lingering self-doubt. Each stanza functions as a mirror, reflecting both empowerment and vulnerability—a delicate, relatable balance.