Stop wasting your time,
Trying so hard to bring me down.
You might think your words and actions
Can take me apart,
But all you\u2019re doing is costing yourself peace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019ve learned that there\u2019s power in staying calm,
Even when the world around me shakes.
You see, while you\u2019re busy building walls,
I\u2019m focused on building strength.
And all your efforts to see me fall
Will only weigh you down in the end.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You can throw stones,
Whisper lies,
Try to push me to the ground,
But what you don\u2019t realize is
That your peace is slipping away,
With every effort to dim my light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don\u2019t need to fight you back
Because peace is too precious to lose.
So while you\u2019re trying to make me stumble,
You\u2019re losing what you\u2019ll never find again
The calm of a heart that knows its worth,
The quiet confidence that no one can take.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So keep going if you must,
But know this truth:
It will cost you your peace,
And no victory is worth losing that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019ll keep moving forward,
Focused on what matters,
While you\u2019re caught up in the battle you created.
At the end of the day,
The only thing you\u2019ll have is the noise you made,
While I\u2019ll have peace,
A peace that no one can steal.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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I\u2019ve learned that there\u2019s power in staying calm,Even when the world around me shakes.You see, while you\u2019re busy building walls,I\u2019m focused on building strength.And all your efforts to see […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2861,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[121,97,25],"tags":[35,49,67,50,61,55,53,22,48],"class_list":["post-2860","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poem","category-poetry","category-solitude","tag-poems","tag-poetess","tag-preciousowoko","tag-spokenword","tag-spokenwords","tag-stories","tag-story","tag-walkingshadowpoetry","tag-walkingshadowpoetrykenya"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/12\/sunrise-phu-quoc-island-ocean.jpg?fit=1880%2C1049&ssl=1","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2745,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/leave-me-alone-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","url_meta":{"origin":2860,"position":0},"title":"Leave Me Alone by walking shadow poetry.","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"September 28, 2024","format":false,"excerpt":"Please, if you don\u2019t have good intentions for me,Just let me go, just let me be.Don\u2019t string me along, don\u2019t play with my heart,I\u2019m already fragile, already falling apart. 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