This is another poem written for Jake. This one, I wrote on my own. As I wrote this one, I thought of my Her, which is why She and Her are capitalized in all the poems I write for Jake. Jake writes for Emily and I write for Her.
From the darkness of a shell
I am reborn
From the blindness of a glare
I am exalted
From the vastness of thousands
I am chosen
From the corner of normality
I am precious
No longer am I a shell
No longer am I blind
No longer am I another
No longer am I normal
I am
Hers.
