Unseen Strength

When you can’t see the way forward, trust that He already knows the path.”

There’s beauty in slowing down. The world will wait while you breathe, heal, and gather your strength. 🌿💫

Not every day will feel light, but every day you are growing. Trust the process, even when it’s quiet. 🌿✨

There are things I don’t say,
fears I don’t voice,
pain I don’t share.

Because the world doesn’t always listen,
and even when it does—
it doesn’t always understand.

So I sit with my silence,
and I learn to make peace
with the echoes of my own thoughts.

And maybe that is healing too:
to live with the storm,
and still believe
the sun will return.

“The Weight I Carry”

I don’t always say what hurts,
because the words feel too heavy,
too sharp,
too fragile to release.

So I bury them in silence,
carry them like stones in my chest,
pretend I am lighter than I am.

But the truth is—
some days,
I am only breathing through cracks.
Some days,
I survive by holding myself together
with nothing but trembling hands.

And still,
I rise with the morning.
Still,
I face the world with quiet strength.

Because even if no one sees the weight,
I know what it costs me to keep walking.
And that alone
is proof of my courage.

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🖤

You’ll return to yourself,
piece by piece,
and find you are even more beautiful
for having been broken. 💎