taïna mueth
Self-love

On my way to self-love

I realized there was no clear path

I had to take the path that was myself

It wasn't the prettiest at first

It wasn't the easiest

But it was the only one where

I could meet the people who were supposed to be part of my destiny

It was the only one where

The parts of me I tried so hard to erase would reveal themselves

And would gracefully serve their purpose

On my way to self-love

I sat with my demons

And realized behind the masks I tried so hard to escape

For I kept confusing intergenerational trauma with timeless teachings

Were my ancestors waiting to bless me

On my way to self-love

I learned to trust

I learned to be vulnerable

Loving this landscape I used to hate

It's not yet true love

But at least now it's me

  • Digital collage
  • 8.5x11
  • Matte paper 350 gsm
Buy now