God hates a liar

In shadows' grip, I once did stray, A dance with doubt, night and day. Gaslighter's words, a twisted song, But from that dark, I've since moved on.

In tangled webs of false embrace, I learned to see through veils of grace. Each manipulation, a lesson to heed, To find the strength, to plant my seed.

For in the depths, where truth does lie, I found my wings, learned how to fly. No longer tethered to their sway, I found my voice, reclaimed my day.

Through trials deep, I found my light, In the furnace of doubt, I forged my might. Grateful now, for the journey's chore, For it taught me how to close that door.

No longer bound by codependent chains, I stand tall amidst life's rains. For from the darkness, I emerged anew, Grateful for the lessons, oh so true.

In the whispers of dawn, new truths unfold, Yet tangled within, more lies untold. Each day unfurls, a veil to unveil, As falsehoods crumble, the truth prevails.

With each step forward, the curtain's drawn, Revealing more lies in the light of dawn. But in the unraveling, I find my might, To face the deceit with unwavering sight.

Though the journey is fraught with deceit's array, Each falsehood exposed, brings a brighter day. For in the depths of deception's guise, I unearth the strength to rise and rise.

So let the lies unravel, let them fall, For in their demise, I stand tall. With each discovery, a step I take, Towards a truth that no lie can shake.

So here's to the gaslighter's art, For in their shadow, I found my heart. Grateful for the strength I now possess, To navigate life's stormy mess.

In gratitude, I find my power, In every moment, every hour. For from the ashes, I rise, you see, Thankful for the person I came to be.