Temple of My Own

Hush… step lightly…

I built this place for me…

Only those who listen get in…

Silver on my lashes, moon drip on my skin,

I’m a whispered prophecy you’ll never cage within.

You walk with thunder shadows, but I bloom in quiet light,

Every secret that you took—I turned it into sight.

Your echo tried to claim me, but I learned to rise alone,

Now every step I’m taking carves a path that feels like home.

Ooh, don’t you see?

You can’t shake me…

Soft doesn’t mean weak—

I’m the calm before you breathe.

Welcome to the Temple of My Own,

Where the heartbeats glow like gold on stone.

You can chase the night, I’ll claim the dawn—

Soft voice, strong soul, I keep moving on.

Temple of my own—

Every echo, every tone—

You wanted the throne…

But I became the whole temple.

I’m the drop of sweetness after all your bitter rain,

Dancing through the shadows that you cursed me with in vain.

You chant your power loudly, I just breathe and realign—

My beauty in the quiet is a strength you’ll never find.

You believed the fire rising was the only way to lead,

But I heal in holy water—yeah, that’s all I’ll ever need.

Ooh, don’t you know?

I took back control.

We don’t need to fight—

Peace can still be bold.

Welcome to the Temple of My Own,

Where the moonlight crowns me like a throne.

You can scream your storm, I hum my tone—

Gentle doesn’t crumble, baby—I’ve grown.

Temple of my own—

Watch me glow in monochrome—

You followed the flame…

But I rebuilt the whole temple.

(Whispers)

Rise slow…

Let go…

Feel the tides below…

I am not your shadow…

I’m the garden you’ll never grow.

Temple of my own

Hear my heart in stereo.

You broke me once, but now I know

Grace is stronger than your show.

Temple of my own

Every step becomes my poem…

You wanted a queen

But I became the whole temple.

Soft… but unshakable…

Quiet… but unforgettable.

My temple stands alone.