KNOWING MY TRUTH.

In the hush of twilight's tender embrace,

I stand before the mirror, seeking a trace,

A reflection deeper than mere skin and bone,

Into the realm of my soul, I'm drawn to hone.

For I yearn to unravel the tapestry within,

To grasp the threads of who I've always been,

To paint my story with words unconfined,

Spoken poetry, the vessel of my mind.

Knowing my truth, an odyssey profound,

Beyond the surface, where layers are found,

In the whispers of my heart's hidden song,

I find the courage to admit I belong.

In a world that demands masks and disguise,

I strip away pretense, unfurl the lies,

No longer chained by society's decree,

I embrace the power of authenticity.

Each syllable uttered, a step to unveil,

The struggles, the triumphs, the scars that prevail,

I journey through memories, both bitter and sweet,

Weaving them together, a life complete.

There's strength in owning the battles I've fought,

In embracing the lessons that life has taught,

No longer defined by others' gaze,

I claim my narrative, in myriad ways.

Knowing my truth, I am unbound,

No longer lost in the noise around,

With spoken words, I reclaim my voice,

In this symphony of life, I've made my choice.

So let my verses dance with the wind,

A testament to the journey I've pinned,

In the tapestry of time, my story etched,

Knowing my truth, I stand unabashed.