Your advent rushed through the ridges between
Goosebumps and I can taste its victory,
I can feel the freedom that was lost in between
The static of fingers grasping for identity.
Here it comes,
Rising up from my core,
Tearing through fear
I’m not alone anymore.
You promised us change,
But now I can see,
The change has been waiting inside of me.
So I’ll loosen the gravel tied to my stride,
I’ll break from the chains that my past said to tie.
Here, I’m all yours,
Take what you will.
Your advent convinced me to rest and be still.