Cocoon

Persecution and threats knocked at my door.

Fear for my life had me rethinking everything.

Images of myself, creative and free,

Tormented those who looked upon me.

I feel no shame for who I once was, am, and have become,

But they hold shame as a weapon, like a gun.

So I turn my eyes inward and forget who they are.

I focus my faith and leap into the well

Gloom swells, tears drown out the echoing screams.

Yet in the abyss, I remember something.

Through shadows and despair, a light begins to spark.

Reminding me of my strength in the midst of the dark.

With each breath, I reclaim the power they’ve denied,

Rising from the depths, unbroken and fortified.

For this is my journey through fear and night,

I discover the essence of my true inner light.

–Aimee