I subjected myself to a state of nothingness
One day, would I wake up different? Or be trapped in some body?
I care too damn much.
I would save each one of them, over and over again
But who saves the hero?
Worry, panic, anxiety, I unloaded them
And I learnt to not forcefully contain my vulnerability
It was okay to let them in.
The new creature has features the old lacked
I was made new, and I had to live new.
Where there is good, there is bad
But the purpose, the motive, the meaning,
Will it leave a legacy or tragedy?
I heard the voice of God
Always as amazing as the very first time
I was beginning to be an all round woman
That He would be proud of
That they would be proud of.
But fear met this love first
I prayed for the day, fear would leave
My prayers are working.