won't let anyone diminish me

you don't fathom

i am more than 

mere flesh and bones,

that's your mistake;

i am not here to be

anyone's fantasy but to be me—

i am magic, i am a soul

shining and shimmering; i am

love and light; i am rage and nightmares,

i am heights and depths, oceans and streams,

crows and songbirds, wildflowers and dandelions—

you will never own me nor tame me,

i bow before no one;

and i am my own before i am anyone else's—

no one ever wiped away my tears

or held me when i needed held

so i wipe my own tears and hold myself,

i know myself and my worth;

won't let anyone diminish me again.

silvery gleaming daughter of the moon

you have no idea

how much violence

it took for me to become

this gentle,

but make no mistake

i am not all bark no bite;

will maul anyone who 

harms me or those whom i love—

i am a warrior standing in

a garden

full of flowers,

i have not forgotten how

to fight;

and i will not surrender 

myself or my heart

to anyone—

my soul and my magic

are too worthy to be squandered

on anyone in this planet,

if you want my love then you're

going to have to give me more than the

world;

at this point—

i am the silvery gleaming daughter

of the moon and i will cut every shadow

and parasite that comes after me

into ribbons.

you can argue with the wall

i am the dreamer of dreams,

the plot master, the oracle, the

omen in women; 

and you will not defeat me—

divinely inspired and protected

i will always carry my love

and my rage in equal measures,

you want a lady? you're looking

in the wrong place: i am a legend—

the crows are my friends, the 

ravens are my siblings, the moon

is my mother, my father is the sun;

and none of you will ever bring

me down or humble me—

all my life they've tried to tame me,

tried to stamp out my fire,

make me see the version of me they thought

i deserved to be;

but i am no longer blind to my magic

or my worthiness—

you can argue with a wall: i am worth it.