I Was Not the Storm That Broke Us Down

Haiku

Fiery

Fire behind calm eyes—

your storms name me the villain.

I was not the wind.

Resigned

You choose your own path,

but leave your shadows with me.

I won’t carry them.

Clarifying

I gave you my truth,

yet your fears rewrote my name.

That story’s not mine.

Liberating

No more borrowed blame.

I return what isn’t mine—

your ghosts, your silence.

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