in the mirror’s gleam, i face my truth,
a celebration dark, a reckless youth,
unapologetic, i strut through shadows,
in the vessel where my spirit echoes.
it bears the scars; it knows my fears,
witness to my nightmares, my tears,
in chaos, i carve my way to grow,
for me, not for others, this i know.
contentment flickers in the heart’s embrace,
connection’s dance, a fragile grace,
a kaleidoscope of moments, fierce and wild,
in self-love’s arms, i’m forever riled.
this vanity, a sacred rite,
in the grey of day, in the black of night,
for i am the keeper of my soul’s decree,
embracing all that’s raw in me.