Gabriella Alziari


But what of my writing, 

what of the words that come 

to calm the wounds, 

the bridge from my soul 

to the shore 

What of the pain 

I have carried 

A weight that is not mine,

when choosing myself

was a struggle, 

yet loving myself 

was the answer

To fall into trust,

to treat each word 

like bricks to build

a castle

For what I have learned

is often,

the only path forward 

is the one 

that chooses you