In between the lines i wrote
I found my own voice
I found the power to author a new chapter
To offer hope and laughter to myself
While i used to ask
How can i prevail over catastrophe
Now i assert
How can catastrophe prevail over me
I shall not move back to what was
But move to what shall be
A being that is bruised but whole
Benevolent but bold
Fierce and free
I will not be turned around by intimidation
I will raise this wounded self into a wondrous one
A buttered and beautiful beast