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
I did not find you first
But I looked and I searched
And somehow I found you
in this immense universe
The skies turned black
Your eyes so blue
Of all
the stars shining
None shine
quite like you
I may not have been
a part of your past
But I wish
to always
be your
last
Kyoko WP
I’m an open book
Turn the page and take a look
Inside you’ll find every emotion and feeling
The trauma and pain that still needs healing
The once frightened child
My thoughts gone wild
The tears that I’ve cried
All the times that I’ve tried
The love in my soul
Things I can’t control
Every page, every chapter
Will have you wonder
How life hasn’t snapped her
I want to feel safe.
I want to feel secure.
I’m riding this rollercoaster,
It’s hard to endure.
I need some stability, something concrete.
Something that makes my soul feel complete.
Something that tethers me, like gravity to my feet.
I need to feel safe.
Can’t find the words to say
but i have a song in my heart,
that i don’t know how to convey
I’ve known love and i’ve been broken apart
but i can’t find the words today
to make into art
Kyoko W.P. POETRY 