She is Warrior...

She had been broken down before, They had cut her with sharp tongues, Beaten her spirit, savaged her soul. She'd not fallen but been pushed from grace, They betrayed her trust, left it to rust In the rain of her tears. She'd wept for her lost innocence, Cried for that lost little girl she had been, Wailed from her damaged heart... ...Until she had no more tears to cry, She dug down deep and found her love, Love of herself and she armored herself. Now how she laughs at their petty arrows of Jealousy, She bats aside their blades of judgement, She is bold, she is strong, she is warrior.