I’ve been punched in the face, drug in the mud;
Stomped in the ground, stabbed in the back;
Pushed off a cliff, left in the dark;
Kicked in the gut, discarded like trash;
I’ve had my heart shred to pieces, spit in my face;
Used and abused, neglected and scorned
I’ve given and given ‘til nothing was left- then verbally attacked cause I had nothing more to give.
I’ve been pulled on a string, played like a piano; no tune, no rhythm- just bashing of keys;
I’ve had my reputation sullied, my character questioned; my worth miscalculated- all because I loved….
Been on rollercoasters, blown hot and cold, built up to be dropped- from heights untold…
You’d think I’ve have learned……..aaah, but I did!
I learned who I am, what I want and where I’m going. I learned how to love, how to give and who needs it most. I learned my purpose, learned my calling…and most of all, I learned I am love and love is me. We are one, we will not part. We are the ultimate weapon, the biggest threat. And in spite of and especially because of mistreatment- we continuously grow stronger and root deeper. No force can ever destroy- the love I have in me, the love I am- all by love.
