The Light Is Not Shocked By Your Secret

The house is quiet, but your mind is screaming the thing you cannot say out loud. You are waiting for a breath you cannot take until they are gone.

And that waiting feels like a sin so heavy it might crush your ribs before the morning comes. But listen — the light that lives inside you is not shocked by this secret.

It has seen the dark corners where you hide the exhaustion. It knows the difference between wanting them dead and needing your own life back.

You are not your worst thought. You are the light that holds even the thoughts you hate.

The darkness has not overcome it. It cannot touch the part of you that is still holy.

You do not have to fix this feeling tonight. You just have to let the light sit with you in it.

The waiting ends not when they leave, but when you remember you are already free.