I Am a Storm

I will go through hell for a person I care deeply about. I'm still learning where to draw the line, but my experiences have made me stronger. Has opened the doors to a better me. I can walk through flames unscathed, through thorns without a scratch. Though angry tongues spit acid, turn my skin to barren flesh, my touch remains gentle and unbiased. Soft and comforting. A breeze. Sometimes I have to remind myself to stop and breathe Because I feel myself slipping, back into toxic habits, And dangerous prospects. My happiness is worth more than serpent tongues. I'm worth more than poisoned lips, and shadowed truths. Despite my sacrifices, I don't owe anyone anything. I stand independent. Powerful and bold. A storm.