The fractures in my past weren't weaknesses-they were thresholds. I stepped through each, not in defeat but in quiet rebellion. The remnants of who I was no longer bind me. I've built something new, forged in the spaces you tried to shatter. #poetry
The fractures in my past weren't weaknesses-they were thresholds. I stepped through each, not in defeat but in quiet rebellion. The remnants of who I was no longer bind me. I've built something new, forged in the spaces you tried to shatter. #poetry