There is a place inside you No map has ever traced, a quiet room behind the ribs where light forgets to stay. No one sees it when you smile, No one hears it when you speak. It moves beneath your laughter like a river running deep. It is yours alone to carry, not carved for other hands, a language made of silence Only your soul understands. Some mornings it is heavier, a stone you cannot name, And still you rise and wear your life as if it were the same. But pain, it does not leave you when ignored or pushed away, it waits within the folds of time, it learns you day by day. It is not your enemy, though it cuts without a sound; it is the truth you buried but still lives underground. And yes, there are nights it breaks you, when endurance feels too wide, when even breath feels borrowed And there is nowhere left to hide. Yet somehow you continue, not because you do not fall, but because within the breaking You still answer life’s call. You learn to walk beside it, not beneath it, not above...
A storm was born the day he chose
The crooked path, the sharpened lie.
Not from the sky, but from his soul,
Where quiet warnings learned to die.
It thundered first as gentle rain—
A chance to stop, to turn, to see.
But habits hardened into chains,
And cruelty dressed itself as free.
Each selfish act fed darker clouds,
Each wounded heart became the wind.
Karma kept count, though never loud,
It wrote his name in storms within.
He blamed the world, the gods, the night,
For Mudd, he dug with careless hands.
Evil never feels like evil’s bite
When power makes you misunderstand.
Years passed. The storm refused to rest.
No shelter held, no prayer could calm.
For judgment waits inside the chest,
Not in the sky, not in the psalm.
At last the call—no voice, no flame,
Just the truth that stripped away the disguise.
He faced himself, the debt, the blame,
And saw his storms were self-supplied.
Some storms forgive when hearts repent,
Some fade when change is truly meant.
But storms born deep from chosen sin
End only when the soul begins.
© 2025 Gloria Penelope
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