This morning
standing in the bathroom
looking at myself
naked
with flaws
and sags
and wrinkles
to spare
I caught you
crawling around my psyche
And my soul cried out
“Game over, you!”
You are no longer
allowed to wound
this woman
this fierce female
filled with big goals
and big love
You are no longer
allowed to drop
your flippant remarks
and “teases”
I see you.
I no longer agree
to put on your
low self-esteem leggings
you’ve concocted for me
Game. Over.
For April, I am challenging myself to both #NaPoWriMo but also the #AtoZChallenge.
This is my personal blog about being present and in the moment and working to keep this fire within me burning.
