I win. A poem.

Written by Yvvana Y Duku. April 9, 2018. 6:15 pm.

My new found confidence excites me everyday. The constant opportunities for growth, I so deeply crave. Like a love so deep that the ocean would be jealous, A love for myself, that some would call over zealous. With everything I’ve been through there’s a few things I’ve learned That patience is a virtue and some blessings are earned. Some days you’ll fall off, but that’s okay. Find your pace, and your own space.

My success, is never up for debate. Life is what you make it. I choose to be great. Looking back, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I cherish the pain I cherish the ache I cherish my breaking points that later became turning points. The demons I’ve fought. And the lessons they’ve taught me. The people I’ve sought and the blessings they’ve brought me. I’m not broken. I’m not bent. the enemies plans against me And the tribulations he’s sent Yet I’m still here. Through thick and thin. It’s been me myself and I. And together. We win.