WHEN THE TRUTH STEPS FORWARD


©2025 Samantha Syrnich — All Rights Reserved

I have learned to hold my heart steady
in a world that bites at the soft places,
a world that sometimes applauds
the wrong things,
the loud things,
the cruel things.

But love—
real love,
the kind carved from my rib and my scars—
does not clap for injustice.
It does not dance when someone falls.
It does not feed off whispers
or shadowed halls of blame.

Love waits.
Love watches.
Love endures the long nights
when lies try to braid themselves
into truth.

And then—
when the moment comes,
when light rises like a quiet army
over the battlefield of what’s been hidden—
love rejoices.
Not because someone loses,
but because the truth
finally
wins
out.

And in that victory
I feel my spine straighten,
my breath deepen,
my soul remember itself—
for I was made
to align with what is right,
not what is easy.

Love stands with truth.
And so do I.

— Samantha Syrnich