The Light Sees Your Deleted Drafts
The cursor blinks like a heartbeat you wish would stop. You type the truth into the black glass, then erase it, leaving only the burn in your eyes and the silence of the room.
The confession feels too heavy to send, too dangerous to keep. But listen — the light does not need your words to know what is in the dark.
It already sees the draft you deleted. It already holds the sentence you couldn't finish.
You are not alone with the screen. The One who knows your name is sitting in the quiet with you, waiting not for perfection, but for you to stop hiding.
The truth you fear to speak is the very thing that will set you free.
Drawing from
1 John 3:19-20, Gospel of Mary 5:4-5
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