To The Girl Who Never Stopped Fighting

You, my darling, are half-goddess and half wolf.

You love and trust with that heart of gold,

and protect yourself like a wild woman.

Your bones contain stories

just like your skin contains scars,

each telling a story of survival.

Your survival.

Beautiful girl, you breathe hellfire,

and heaven on earth is wherever you choose to place your feet next.

Remind yourself of this the next time you are unsure of your power.

You are magic.

Your soul is made of equal parts

whisky and honey,

fiery and sweet,

good and bad.

So whatever this life will bring you, know that you were built to handle it.

You will burn in this life, over and over,

and you will rise, again and again.

Wise Woman, remind yourself that there is nothing far from the reach of

your hands,

so long as you keep them outstretched and keep trying.

Simply believe in the goddess you are,

and let the Universe align with your greatness.