Swipe Left On Perfection

IN Silence, I used to be swallowed whole. Combustible.

In the quiet moments of life’s embrace,
I’ve wandered through shadows, sought out my place.
With every stumble, each tear that I’ve cried,
I’ve learned that my truth must never be denied.

Through laughter and sorrow, my spirit has grown,
In the depths of my heart, I’ve started to know,
That purpose is woven from threads of the real,
A tapestry patterned with every raw feel.

To be kind isn’t simply a soft, gentle art,
It’s honesty forged in the depth of the heart.
Sometimes the truth is a wild, raging sea,
Yet speaking it boldly can set others free.

Authenticity beckons, a call from within,
To live with intention, to shed every skin.
For kindness blooms brighter when honesty’s there,
In the face of discomfort, it teaches us care.

So I’ll stand with my truths, let them echo and ring,
Embracing the lessons that life dares to bring.
For the journey to purpose is never a race but rather,
It’s a dance with our souls, our unique, sacred space.

Update tomorrow xoxo

-Shae