Maxwell - This Womans Work - Maxwell
...she is a picture of beauty
flaws, and scares reside all over her
....yet she embraces them proudly
these marks are her lifeline
every scar represents every man...
...that put his hands on her
trying to smother her spirits....
...kill her dreams
and take her soul....
...but the scars on her knuckles
see they show her willingness to fight back...
...not wanting to be a statistic but be a survivor
looking ahead never turning back.....
...for she is ready and able to reach her full potential
this woman i see before me is slowing healing....
....and with each tear that falls
a smile begins to uncover itself....
...its a new day and she can no longer
allow her past to dictate her future...
...no longer can she be a victim of circumstance
she must strive in a dwindling economy....
...not just for herself but also her baby girl
a challenge she accepts with open arms...
....for if she never struggled
she would not truly understand the ways of the world...
...so as i stare in the mirror at this woman
i say my final goodbyes, my past will be my downfall no more...
....with one throw the glass shatters
letting my...
....insecurities
hang ups....
aggressions....
..and pain
hit the ground as i move on...
.....pushing to be the best me
i can possibly be.......