
As women we go through so much
Sometimes the pain runs deeper than the ocean
I’ve kept things inside me that’s been bottled up for years
With no other choice but to move forward and fight back tears
Cuts and bruises that have followed me for a lifetime
Prepping myself in the mirror “keep moving forward baby, just let your light shine”
I don’t call them scars anymore
I call them beauty marks
They’ve made me who I am
They are my pain and my peace
My war wounds
My best attire
Behind every one of them is a story of survival, many of them will go untold
They are reminders that I failed but today I have success stories
I was broken but not destroyed
I cried but wiped away many tears
I surrendered and rose again
My beauty marks are stunning, they hold so much strength
They are…
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