Hidden Strength

I am volumes of
scratches, tears and wounds
sown together
by the jabs constantly thrown

Even when my voice cracks
and I whisper in response
the lioness speaks to the goddess within
and a flame is built,
one that only I can feel.

I may cower at your feet
but only to buy time.

As the sun rises on Wednesdays
so will the phoenix within.


Photo by Ahmed zayan on Unsplash

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