Beneath this physique of an all too strong facade, Is me. A concubine to no one, A eunuch to whoever dared tame her. She can kill with her fists of will, She can create using her mind of steel. This is a woman who can make things happen. Who possesses enough control to drive this world into the realms of bliss, in dreams. She can turn silence into madness, madness to a halt.She believes in her power to rule, and decide. She lives, breathes, and loves Life. She, I, - am a woman. Born to run with the wolves, Exists to record my fate, And will die, In the arms of a Man who loves me…
