Blooming Into Myself

I am finally becoming myself—
no masks, no expectations, no borrowed identities.

I have closed every door
that once led me back to pain,
back to people who couldn’t see my worth.

This is my blooming era.
Soft, yet strong.
Quiet, yet powerful.

I am leaving behind
every sorrow that once weighed on my heart,
every memory that tried to break me.

Now I rise—
like the sun after the longest night,
warm, fearless, unstoppable.

My eyes are set on everything I deserve,
everything I once dreamed of in silence.

The past no longer calls me back.
I walk forward—
towards a future glowing with light.

A place where pain has no space,
where worries fade into nothing,
where only peace wraps around me gently.

A life filled with
true happiness,
soft love,
and a heart finally at rest.

This is me—
becoming, healing, rising. 

                                 KULSOOM AFZAL