Up the Road
Who has control over my life?
The darkness
The grief
Shame
Who is to blame?
There was trauma
And no comfort
Shown
I found it
Trauma
Stuffed in cement bag
In the bottom of my
Sea
I released it
I let it go and allowed it to
Come to the surface to be
Freed
My heart is up the road
In peace
No pieces of me
A whole new peace
With Kristi
I have found a new love
From me
Someone warm
Caring
A tender hand
A heart blazing through this path
Staying kind to my mind
Sometimes with a heavy heart
I still find the light
We all shoot for peace
Inner
Clarity
Day after day
Hearts are affected
Some rejection
We have the control
We decide
We don’t choke the goodness
Seed down
We stay firm on our own
Solid ground.
We stand firm through the trauma and we try to keep a kind mind. If you’ve been through trauma and want to hit my tip jar I’d be so grateful. This heart has suffered pain and needs a fresh start through this art form. Thank you 🙏
About the Creator
Kristina Kirby
I’m a preschool teacher from Waco, Texas. I’m deep diving inside pulling out my inner greatness. I’m a Phoenix rising through the darkness. Writing is my new passion. So grateful and thankful to be here.
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