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walk in the light

  • lmb523
  • Dec 29, 2024
  • 1 min read

harmed by hands and words

pushed into silence by the weight of others

the world sharpens its edges against my softness

mockery hums like a song I cannot escape


but I will not retaliate with the same tools

anger does not repair the cracks in my spirit

revenge cannot return the kindness stolen from me

these paths lead only to deeper wounds


faith is my refuge when all else crumbles

a quiet place where bitterness cannot root

I hand over my pain to the unseen

trusting that justice does not belong to me


their voices may rise like storms

but I will not be their echo

instead, I wait in the stillness letting peace grow

where hurt once thrived


each step forward is not easy

but I walk with faith as my strength

letting love and forgiveness guide my path

while God redeems what was lost


no one is greater or lesser in their pain

every one of us, a part of the same existence

I will scatter seeds of compassion instead of thorns

so others may find hope, where darkness lingers


my scars are not trophies of defeat

they are reminders of survival

a silent testament to a heart that chose grace

and found a way to keep beating


the weight of justice is not mine to carry

I leave it in the hands of the eternal

while I continue forward unburdened

becoming the person I was always meant to be



Psalm 19:14

"May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer."

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