Released in Light
I saw the weight you carried,
the shadows wrapped around your soul.
I stayed, hoping love could reach you,
hoping warmth could soften your grip.
But darkness still whispered in your ear,
still held you close,
still shaped your hands into knives.
And when you turned them on me,
I knew—I had to go.
Not in anger, not in hate,
but in knowing:
we no longer walk the same path.
You move in echoes of old wounds,
while I rise in the rhythm of healing.
I forgive you.
Not because you asked,
but because my spirit is too free
to carry chains of resentment.
You are no longer on my frequency,
and I will not dim my light
to reach where you remain.🙏✨️🥰