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Carrying my truth.
I stand by my views,
watching through
my weakening gaze.

After a raging storm,
making peace with myself,
I vanish into the air,
my convictions fold with me.

Without simple answers,
wearing the new lens,
I see another world:
not clearer,
not wiser,
not safer,

just slightly shifted.
There is no end to God's mercy.
There is no end to his strength.
For this, I give praise.
With this knowledge, I am replenished.
With this understanding, I find my way.

-Rhia Clay
Words transformed into her vast ocean as she set sail.
She swam in a sea of exploration and information, filling her sails with a hungry mind.
Casting her net about in an effort to obtain more knowledge and understanding, driven by the pure joy of learning.
Before long, fresh horizons emerged,
begging to be explored.
More oceans and seas awaited, just beyond the shore.
Words and expression tugged at her imagination, leading her to unchartered destinations.

-Rhia Clay
I know that I'm healing because you tried to lash out and project your pain onto me, trying to imprint your grief on my very being.
You sought to leave a scar, a remnant of your misery to stem your own emotional bleeding.
Though I am not a vessel you may fill with your sorrows and misfortunes.
I refuse to be a pawn in your narcissistic battle ground.
In response to your toxicity, I chose kindness, for the truth is, I feel pity for you.
I empathize with any soul that thrives on their self-inflicted agony and feels the need to inflict pain upon others due to their own suffering.
I thank God that, while I am not perfect, I am kind.
I have not allowed those with ugly souls to pollute my spirit.
I will not don their hatred or their labels.
I refuse to become like them, entrenched in their own despair.
My soul reaches for the light and I will keep finding it, because I will keep seeking it.
I hope that one day you can do the same, and I send you away with peace.
I will not participate in the battle you choose to fight with yourself.
I do hope that one day you emerge victorious in the war.

-Rhia Clay
  Jul 29 Rhiannon Clayton
Andrew
Sometimes
People aren’t meant to stay in your life
They’re just meant to stay in your heart
My hope is finally stronger than my fear.
My resilience is finally greater than the anxiety and pain you left me with.
These revelations are the most beautiful thing I've ever penned—a testament to a mortal soul's ability to discover life after death.
This newfound hope and courage might not sound like much to anyone else, but in my world, they're everything...

-Rhia Clay
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