Epiphany
What good comes from these words you speak to me?
Your intentions pierce my heart and
Soil my soul.
What truth is told by our journey?
Too many years spent so far from my home.
The abnegation of my worth is the only thing
That keeps me here in your arms.
As I battle between loyalty and self exploration
I battle to find my fate.
Stripped of my sense of touch and sight
I with one swift leap
Fall perfectly
Into the puzzle that is my life.
Copyright © Jeannie Campbell | Year Posted 2026
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