Kat CopelandAnger is the smog,
That’s found in city air.
A desert view is prejudice,
It’s desolate and bare.
Grudges are pollution,
An ocean’s left to wear.
Negativity’s a disease,
Killing life this world would share.
Meet me in an open field,
They’ll tell you is nowhere.
We’ll gaze upon wildflowers,
That grow in nature’s care.
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
