"Is There Anything, She Can't Handle?"
"Is There Anything, She Can't Handle?"
She did not break. She was broken,
She trod the Path of Darkness Alone,
With insecurities and confusion
Losing herself in the dreaded zone!
She did not cry.
She was compelled to cry
With indignities implied on her,
By fabricating lies!
She's been knocked down.
Has faced defeat,
She was coerced to bear pain beyond endurance,
With no means to retreat...
She needed to prove her sanctity,
Yet made to doubt her own sanity.
Implicating her of accusations she never could do,
But forced to accept,
What others put her through...
Mistakes were alleged as manipulative bait,
Her honesty, integrity and dedication
Questioned and Judged,
's a hypocritical trait!
She was Authentic, She was True
Not Perfect, yet an innocent dew,
She had faced fears, year after years
Did not give up even if in tears,
She never hid nor did she run...
She faced it all one after one,
Picked up her marred self,
Not to give up in vain.
She was A woman Warrior
Who never learned to QUIT?
BUT, TO BE REBORN AGAIN!