In-between here and there
I strive to be present where I stand
But my grounds are sinking beneath
My foundation is cracking, and my understanding is wafer-thin
Admist uncertainty, am I treading or swimming?
Like a drifting sail, the core of my being, lifeless as the breeze
Am I forging strength or succumbing to the heat
This shall not define me, a story yet to unfold
I seek the woman I am becoming,
Reaching for her, aspiring to be,
In the abyss, I lay at Her feet
The chrysalis of change encapsulating me, molding me whole
As I embrace the depths of my soul.
DivinityC
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