Faith

Restoring her faith

In the truth beholding her

Each stitch undone by lies

Dressed, yet in disguise

Masks worn only in darkness

Unrecognised, she looks

To find a path to heed her

Willingness to survive

And to thrive alone

Yet surrounding herself

With serenity — gentle

Winds to guide her

To free her and to

Allow her to become free

She finds her own faith

The faith to which

She bestowed upon herself

To allow her to be happy

Photo Credit:Billy Pasco Unsplash

Faith isn’t just about religious faith, church or god! I, myself don’t know what I believe in but…I do know that my own faith is about allowing myself to be happy. Despite my trauma, I have the faith in myself to be happy, to allow myself to be loved and to allow myself to love others!

I am a great believer that certain things happen for a reason.

This is my faith!!!