The Huntress

I wish to write, I wish to scream, My voice isn’t Shuddering anymore, Your threats no more Threatens me, Oh, I’ll destroy you, You say, Yeah, go on, Show me, But I tell you, You couldn’t, For, I have stopped, Being an object, I have stopped, Hating myself, When you point A finger at me now, I would no more, Question myself, But I will retaliate, I’ll make you succumb Your pseudo pride, I’m not the same anymore, I would be the fire bird, Will be myself, Whatever I want to be, And you will no more, Sanction my worth, Never now, For, I have stopped Being an object, When you threaten me Of robbing my honour, I’m not scared, Surprised, Please be, When you threaten me To destroy my face lines, I’m not scared, I’m not scared anymore now, Not of you, your society, Your rules, your standards, For, I have stopped being An object, And if you cannot Stop being a menaced wild, I can be the huntress. @.RD