I can find myself in words on paper
Each verse another layer
Discovering with each new line
Maybe in a riddle or Rhyme
But somewhere within this journal
Are still just the feelings of a lost little girl
I can find myself in words on paper
Each verse another layer
Discovering with each new line
Maybe in a riddle or Rhyme
But somewhere within this journal
Are still just the feelings of a lost little girl
Sometimes I feel invisible
Did I just disappear
I scream and I yell
But no one can hear
And then I wonder
Am I still here?
I feel forgotten
Like I don’t exist
I fight to be seen
I try, I persist
Am I slowly drifting away
Do you no longer see my heart
Right here on display?
I feel like I’m failing
Don’t give me the exam
I won’t pass this test
I’ve studied
I’ve Crammed
But I still don’t quite know
who
I am
And the biggest thing that broke my heart
Was watching yours shatter
I tried to keep the pieces together
But it didn’t really matter
The damage was done
My oath to protect you,
Broken
I never wanted any of this for you
To have your heart break open
If I could fix it with my words, well they would already be spoken.
The pain fades..
But
Somedays it rains.
And when it rains
The pain
Emerges in spades
And all you can do is wait.
No matter how much it frustrates…
You
You can take the time to create
I know the sun can be hard to locate.
But I promise.
It
Will
Be
Okay
Somedays I’m okay
But today is not somedays
And then when it turns night
That’s when my brain likes to play
Tricks on me
and my memory
Darkness creeps in every crevice
Tainting everything
that is precious
You’d think I’d learn some lessons
But I just need more sessions
Of Therapy
Maybe I’ll find some clarity
Find some familiarity
Because primarily
This will only last temporarily
And soon
I’ll be sitting in my serenity
I’ll make you a home
Inside of a poem.
It’s up to you which way the words roam.
Kyoko W.P.
The tears sting my cheek
where my face hit the floor
Collapsed in defeat
I don’t want to live like this anymore
Kyoko W.P.
You left to start a new life
A new baby, a new wife
You left behind the three girls you had
You left them broken, with no more dad
You left behind the shattered shards
You left me to mend three broken hearts
You left the ones you claimed to love
You left more damage than I could conceive of
Kyoko W.P.
Photos can fool
Can be used as a tool
To make you believe
To trick and deceive
That all the pain you have, forgot
That you’re happy when you’re not
Photos don’t show the tears and trauma
The damage, the drama
It’s a moment paused and face put on
No one knows that anything’s wrong
You truly never know
What’s behind … a photo
Kyoko W.P.
A flicker, a flash , a flame
A blaze of fire ignites inside
It scorches with a fierce torch
Embracing the warmth of it while it sears
Melting
Watch as it all goes up in smoke
Smoldering
Reduced to nothing
but ashes
and char
Kyoko WP
I can break
I can break and mend
Push me so far until I bend
over backwards till it ends
Does it end?
Kyoko W.P.
Diffuse the IED of dishonesty
Before we all combust from the blow you fraudulently
handled as love for me
But now I see
This disaster was always meant to be
It didn’t matter what I tried to be
Or all the love you quickly stole from me
This was always meant to be…
A tragedy
Kyoko W.P.
a single tear drop
is a minuscule
fragment of affliction …
its a speck of vast emotions
all encapsulated
in one single splash…
imagine the pain that remains in the tears not cried
but put a side
to hide
Kyoko W.P.
Maybe it’s not that my light
doesn’t shine bright enough
for others to care,
Maybe it’s that my light shines too bright;
hard to witness, to bear.
So the world throws its shade and its filters,
in forms of trauma and tragedy,
in attempts to dim or dull
my light capacity.
But I still glow and gleam in the dark…
Beaming dazzling light into the night sky,
like art
Kyoko WP
You picked my petals.
One
by
One.
And I let you,
thinking… I had won.
Truth be told,
before you finished with my petals…
You were already
done.
Kyoko W.P.
So I’ll sit here with my tears
Because you’re upset by things I can’t control
You must’ve grown tired of it all these years
Everything must’ve taken its toll
I don’t blame you either I know I’m a lot
But don’t let me disappear,
Please,
Forget me not
Kyoko W.P.
After the storm,
There’s a stillness to the air
A chaotic calmness resonating
A weathered warmth
and hostile hush
Kyoko W.P.
Standing in stillness
I observe the world
Spiral around me
Faster and faster
I behold life moving
I’m just a witness
Motion sickness
Hit me with a quickness
But I’m still …
standing in the stillness
Kyoko W.P.