As I stand looking in this mirror,
I’ve never seen myself any clearer.
I know it took longer than it should
But I finally love myself more than I thought I could.
There were nights that I didn’t believe
I’d ever be truly be happy just being me.
However, now I can clearly see
Depression was never a match for me.
I beat my own nightmares
I beat them all
Every night my terrors
Would again make me fall.
But the fire in my heart would always prevail;
For every time I fell, more love for myself, I would inhale.
It would have been easy for me to run
But to my darkness, I would not succumb.
Now the fire in my heart is also in my eyes
And I love myself more every morning that I rise.