Kat CopelandIf you ask me for my heart love,
I’ll hold it out in shame.
It cracked as it expanded,
Playing heartache’s game.
And even though it’s broken,
There’s beauty in each crack.
It continued to expand,
When love would not come back.
So, take it if you must love,
I won’t hold it back from you.
Just remember when you grasp it,
All that it’s been though.
All my love,
~Kat
In solitude, I’ve become strong. There is no place, where I belong. I’m working toward a future goal. A moment where I will be whole. It’s hard to make it on my own, Though I do best here, all alone.
Someone Broken Like Me In days long ago, My love used to flow. I would gift it away, A high cost to pay. Life’s beaten me down. I’m broken and bound. Afraid to be hurt, I’m braced and alert. ~ I’m not
I am from a state of sadness, an era of abuse, and eyes filled with fear. I’ve journeyed to forgiveness, a state of happiness, and vision that is clear. I’ve turmoiled in anger, a state of regret, and
