Kelley L White

Aug 2015

glassea

she may hurt, but she is not pain.
she may fail, but she is not a failure.
she may be tragic, but she is not tragedy.

*she may feel worthless,
but this, too, will pass.

so it's always worth reminding people (i.e. myself) that just because you feel something in the moment doesn't mean that it's permanent. an emotion is an instant, no matter how long the ache lasts, and an instant cannot define you.

(thanks for the daily!)

Kelley L White Aug 2015

Until it quakes

I shall write from a room of my own.
Kick tin at the cat on the roof

“You're one of my favorites”
He said.
And said.
Until he didn’t.

Naiveté’s intoxicating allure
Once duped
Breeds contempt
The mask slips.

I failed to see the hot plate of my goose cooked
For love of kindness
While kissing your ***.

Eviscerations deflower nobler hearts to pay lessors’ intentions
Beyond pale of reason
Power’s addiction

I shall not suffer wisely
A fool indifferent

The secrets we keep safeguarding delusion for hope’s sake.

What we allow?
Continues.
A heart breaks
Until it quakes.

Then heart writes from a room of its own
Kicks tin at the cat on the roof.

©2015 Kelley White

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