Bless The Lesson
Let silence speak where chaos stood, A soul at peace is understood. Not everyone who walks your way Deserves a place or right to stay. If voices dim your inner flame, Or twist your truth and shift the blame, If every word feels like a test — That is not your tribe, let go, find rest. If love feels like a battlefield, And trust is something never healed, Then raise your standard, draw the line — Your worth is not for them to define. You are not meant to shrink to fit, Or tolerate what wounds your spirit. Not every bond deserves your grace — Some ties are better to erase. So bless the lesson, bless the fall, Release the weight, reclaim it all. No shame in walking on alone — The right ones help you build your throne.
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