Jax Ann Newton
Who I Am NOW
Storms are crashing,
Waves are bashing my body against the rocks.
I wait for the end, when this darkness will end
But my hopes have been shattered again.
With a burst of light, my world turns white,
And all around me fades.
The world I knew so long ago returns,
Entrapping me with its palisades.
Passion burns deep and long,
I know that this is where I belong.
Not this place from my distant past,
But in my current role I’ve been cast.
To help the broken-hearted soar
On the wings that off of them had been torn.
-This is my calling. This is my life.-
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