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Beast

To the ones who don’t look like what they’ve been through.

The ones who have a pain in their heart

that from time to time still puts

a tear or two in their eyes…

Still, they manage

To wake up every morning with a smile on their face,

When just last year, last week, last night,

They were face to face with a demon

Disguised as a friend.

I see you.

Everyone won’t know your journey.

Nor should they have to.

Just keep pushing.

Until you’re pregnant with possibility,

Swollen with self-love,

Covered in confidence.

Dominate the doubters

dedicated to documenting your demise.

Be Beast.

In a world where they only want you

to be pretty and quiet,

Curse your critics with enough conviction

to counter your cadence.

And if you ever

Become more mush than mantle,

More punching bag than pile driver,

Look no further than your reflection.

A reminder that you are woman.

That you are here.

That you will not go quietly.

Make memories of your enemies.

Family of your friends.

And the rest of your life the best of your life.

All you’ve got is what you have.

Make it all you need.

And when the strangers approach,

If they are not safe enough to let them pet your mane,

May your roar be loud enough

to keep them at bay.