Young and sweet
Vulnerable and incomplete
Long blonde curly hair
Deep blue eyes
5ft 3
And very attractive to guys
Through her search of comfort and truth
She found only abuse, pain and lies
She used to drag her little feet with her head down to the floor
She used to stay quiet even
When harshly provoked to react with more
You could see in her deep blue eyes
The fear of speaking out
She’s not that young girl anymore
But she doesn’t need to shout
She stands strong covered in open wounds
Proud of where they led her
And the change in her
Now she’s bloomed
The bullets she took
The fear that made her shook
The knifes that cut her deep
The way she followed
Like a lost little sheep
And a timid frightened mouse
That ended up caged in her house
Now a lioness
With a powerful raw
But not angry cruel or remotely sore
For she gained courage, strength and so much more
How could she regret the tragic undeserving pain she endured
When it lead to her ruling
Of a kind solid queen
That hadn’t lived before
Her heart was still pure and pouring out with love
And she thanked god for all of it
Although it was tough