I am royalty. Unbreakable.
Unshakable iron and priceless jewels.
Meant to carry this beautiful weight.
Very few can relate.
I don't take off my crown so you can feel better about yourself.
My crown is here to stay.
I sleep in it.
I wake up in it.
It does not detach from me.
My scars can’t diminish its shine.
Through toil and triumph, loss and love divine the crown goes with me.
I rule and reign as an authority in all things myself and me.
Full stop.
Original work by @bravelyworded | love, loss, letting go and living bravely. Thanks so much for reading my first poetic story.
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Bravely Wordedđź’ź
Sometimes there’s nothing left to do but be BRAVE and true to yourself and your craft. Join me as I share words on love, loss, letting go and living bravely. A lover of words and writing, I’m here to contribute, support and grow.
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