…loud peace

…they say the most silent space is the most loudest one- facts upon facts.

sitting parked and the thoughts alone scream louder than my sons worst meltdown-

a billion questions and heavens response seems as empty as my willpower-

why am I here? all failed dreams- no one digests this blog- they have their own thoughts- so no one cares. i can’t blame them.

how can peace be so loud tho? like fck wit ya mind loud- so i sit here watching the world move-

some walk so freely- one foot in front of the other- no limp included. i envy them- my joint pain and inflammation feels like death, daily- so im literally smiling and dying in the same breath- and no one even knows-

the woman in me has laid down for the lions- the running essence of me is merely the maternal side- i run only for them- im tired. im so very tired. how does God not see? i wish he would cradle me- i do.

they say the most silent space, is the most loudest one- facts upon facts,

upon facts-

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