LAW No. 004
Leave the Poison. Find the Air.
You do not owe your peace to someone else’s endless fight. Leave the poison, find the air, and remember: peace is not cowardice.
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Not every conflict deserves your energy, and not every relationship deserves unlimited access to your peace.
Walking away from control, chaos or repeated harm is not weakness. Sometimes the strongest choice is simply to stop feeding the fire and step into clean air.
That is Law 004. Leave the poison. Find the air. Peace is not cowardice.
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ICitizens of the groove...
By order of the Vibe Dictator:
Law Number Four.Leave the poison.
Find the air.
Peace is not cowardice.You don't have to answer every fire,
you don't have to feed every flame.
Some hands only reach to pull you under,
some smiles only tighten the chain.You tried to turn thunder into music,
you tried to make poison seem fair.
But love was not made for a prison,
and your soul was born for air.Don't drink the dark
to prove you can survive.
Don't lose your name
just to keep the room alive.Leave the poison,
find the air, find the light.
You don't owe your peace
to someone else's endless fight.Leave the poison,
leave the smoke, leave the cage.
Some doors are not failures,
they are exits from the stage.Peace is not cowardice.
Peace is not defeat.
When the poison calls your name,
let your silence move your feet.
IINot every war deserves your heartbeat,
not every wound deserves your skin.
Some people call it love when it's control,
then ask you why your light is dim.You can bless them from a distance,
you can wish them better days.
But you don't have to burn beside them
just to prove your heart has grace.Don't crown the chaos,
don't bow to the blame.
If the room keeps stealing oxygen,
walk out of the frame.Leave the poison,
find the air, find the light.
You don't owe your peace
to someone else's endless fight.Leave the poison,
leave the smoke, leave the cage.
Some doors are not failures,
they are exits from the stage.Peace is not cowardice.
Peace is not defeat.
When the poison calls your name,
let your silence move your feet.No more circles in the hallway,
no more begging storms to change.
No more building golden temples
for the ones who love the chains.You are not their battlefield.
You are not their cure.
If love needs you broken,
it was never love at all.Leave the poison,
find the air, claim the sky.
You were not born to disappear
so someone else could feel alive.Leave the poison,
leave the smoke, leave the cage.
Some doors are not failures,
they are exits from the stage.Peace is not cowardice.
Peace is not defeat.
When the poison calls your name,
let your silence move your feet.Law Number Four:
Leave the poison.
Find the air.
Peace is not cowardice.
The groove has spoken.