Instead of being ashamed of what you’ve been through , be proud of what you’ve overcomed
I still remember the day you nearly fell for the temptation
Dark clouds looming in the sky
threatening to burst into rain which never came
The fleeting image of your face
On a mirror
Your body bundled in the corner of your blue room
Face stained but not with tears
you could never cry for yourself.
The first time you felt doubt
you instantly locked it in your heart
Even I could not recognize it
under the layers of facade
that you had put on.
But I definitely saw it the second time
And the third and the fourth and the umpteenth time
A feeling I can’t Express
When you streched your elastic skin
After their ugly words were uttered
And reinvented a new you.
I was so afraid
That salvation for you was long gone
I didn’t reach out
or speak, even touch
Oh how wrong I was love!
Behind all the sins I saw
Your pain and hurt
The passive show you kept,
You were more than the words
More than my confining thoughts.
You were neither confident nor peaceful
You were unhappily you
Imperfect and flawed
Sad and angry
Scared and alone
But even in the face of all these
you never gave in
You remained you.
And no one could define or contain you.
When your hand trembled
Threatening to drive the razor into your veins
In your closed bathroom
You felt such a great fear tugging at the sleeve of your heart,
Chanting your name
And I knew you were never hopeless
No one could kill you,
Not even you.