Aug 12
to be
i dream of never being called strong.
a strength that knows no end,
or possesses no beginning.
a strength that aches in my bones,
and hollows in the cracks of my chest.
a strength that begins in my fingertips,
dissipating in the tunnels of my veins.
i dream of never being called weak.
a weakness expressed through,
shuddered breathes and a turn of face.
a weakness never verbalised,
or spoken into existence.
a weakness that doubles in my genes as
x marks the spot where i found it in me.
i dream of being.
that is all that i desire in totality.
without weakness or strength.
to be what i am to become.
in weakness and in strength.
- @shufah
