A Pinch Of It

If they were your hill and you were their pill,
Why would they spill that which made you chill? The peace you openly speak into existence comes with responsibility, worry not about the naysayers.
What good is a joy that is temporary, when your happiness can last lifetimes?
Stop comparing your journey to mine, start enjoying the authenticity of that which you created…the relationship is yours for a reason.

Don’t sentence yourself to treason when silence is the only requirement.