My Light

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

Won’t See You Again

The fog has lifted
My spirit shifted
I once was gifted
But now I don’t know,
how
to talk to you

Cause it was easier then
Back when
We were younger with discipline
stronger voice within

And now the story’s old
Nothing left to be told
I’m getting on the road
Won’t see you again

So this it then
It’s been real friend

Kyoko WP

The Fog

The fog is thick and dense
Of what’s in front,
you can’t make sense
Yet I still reach for your touch
Even when I can’t see much

But I can still feel you
And I can still see you

The fog is lifting now
Things getting clearer out
I can finally see your face
All the fog has begun to break

I can feel you
I can see you

Through the dense air
See your wavy hair
I’d walk blindly to get to you

But it was clear
And you were near
To feel you,
there’s nothing I wouldn’t do

Yes the airs been thick
But we’re always quick
To find our ways

And I can see you
And I can feel you

Kyoko WP