I Am Love

I am divine. I am that bitch. Been that bitch. Always will have been that bitch. What made me that bitch would kill you bitches and that’s the real. I am divine. I am the light I was searching for in the dark. I am the mirror and the reflection. The wound and the healer. The softness and the storm. I am the love I once begged for. No one can take a thing from me because this love, I built it. I bled for it. I prayed for it when I didn’t even believe I deserved it. I grew that shit from concrete, in the dark, with no sunlight, no handouts, no blueprint. Now you ask me what love is, I’ll show you. Love is finding yourself when no one came looking. Love is rebuilding from ashes and still calling it beauty. Love is crying in the mirror and saying, I still got me. Love is re-parenting the child who just wanted to be held. Love is forgiving the woman who thought survival was her only language. Love is softening even when the world tells you to harden. Love is discipline. Love is freedom. Love is the peace I fought for in silence. Love is me. I am divine. I am rare. I am good. I am chosen. I am the prayer my ancestors whispered. I am the truth wrapped in gold skin and grace. I am the lesson and the blessing. The rose that bloomed out of concrete and dared to smell like heaven. Don’t ask me what love looks like, look at me, because I am love. Always have been. Always will be.