Kay's Poetry

Maya Angelou I just realized how much you inspired me to be the type of poet I am today 💚🌱may
Your legacy live on forever 💖

“People are friends
NOT Food

Not your temporary drug to numb the pain

Not your lil diary

You need to learn how to sit with yourself “

They said

The memories and echos of what was once said

Plays back to me as I try to do just that.

I’m a introvert that’s so happen to be addicted to people

And I know that doesn’t quit make sense so let me explain

You see

I’ve learn that my feelings do not get too loud when there are people around to silence the pain.

Who knew emotions could be so loud?

✨The truth is no one has it altogether. We are all here on the journey called life fighting with our inner demons.

Learning lessons.

Climbing mountains.

To get to the other side of our soul’s life purpose. ✨

** Just an update **

I also plan on putting my poetry on things for purchase 🤗🤗 coming soon.

Thanks for your support ✨✨🦋🤗

I am unique
I am me
I am water ♓️
I am earth ♑️
I am a rising fire ♌️
That now demand attention when I walk into a room.
I flow so effortlessly through emotions yet with so much control of who I let in. ♑️🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑
Like a wall I protect but I also nurture.

I am the water that flows through masculine and feminine energy so effortlessly.

I am the tidal wave of destruction when angry but also the soothing sounds of the ocean sea.

Tell me what do you do with a broken heart ?

Do you patch it ?

Do you stitch it?

Do you cast it out to the sea of forgetfulness?

Tell me how do you mend a broken heart ?

Do you let God do it ?

Do you cry it out in your morning showers ?

Tell me how do you mend a broken heart ?

Because I’ve been trying to fix mines .

But I think it left when she left .

I think it left when they left .

I think it left.

I think it left when I poured into other people and not myself .

I think It left when I no longer receive the love I gave out so freely .

The forgiveness I gave out so freely .

Tell me what is the price of having empathy

Because I think having some cost me more then I could bare.

More then I was willing to spend .

More then what my cup had to offer .

Tell me how do you mend a broken heart ?

Because I don’t think I have another one to give.

I had to forgive the unforgivable.

Show empathy when none was returned.

Everyday I learn more and more about what it means to be more like Christ .

And how much you didn’t have to pay the price .

But you did .

I’ll be forever grateful .

Lord I’m thankful .

For the blood you had to shed.

For now I know it wasn’t easy.

But you looked at us and said they need me.

Oh , what a true love story.

Finally one that wouldn’t bore me.

For that one I gotta give you the glory .

For I’ve finally found out how much you must adore me .