I found beauty in my pain.
I lost myself after the heartache, betrayal, disrespect, disappointment and a love that was in vain.
Through the disdain, I swallowed my pride and hid my pain.
I never wanted to love again.
What seemed like an revolving chain, for many years I was in the wrong lane.
I needed change, but didn’t know how I could trust myself to trust anyone.
It was more than What My brain could handle, so I jumped on the train of thoughts that wasn’t really heading my way.
I was in deeper pain than I wanted to sustain.
One day I got tired and just stood in the rain until I was ready to change.
I found beauty in my pain.
I was broken, but a part me wanted to love again.
I found me while in the rain. -Keema
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Published by Jakeema S.
Every story has a beginning, my writing story started during my adolescent years. My language arts teacher had given me so much credit on a paper I had written, then advised me that I should look into writing often because it always amazed him whenever I wrote. At the time I found it hard to believe, but I took heed to his advice. I developed a love for writing in middle school. The more I wrote, the more it came with ease. Over time it became my passion. I began writing poetry at the age of 13 years old. Little before I knew it the words just flowed. Sometimes my mind would be filled with so many words that it became an obsession and I would have to write down the words otherwise it would drive me crazy in a good way. Before I knew it, poetry was created. Metaphors, subliminal messages, and metaphors were a part of my writing, it all came so naturally. When I was in elementary school, I always had a love for poetry, reading, and writing, I just never utilized the gift of writing. Over the years I would write to express some of the things I had gone through my experience in life, love, and relationships. My life has been one hell of a roller coaster ride, but I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world. I am who I am because of it ALL. I'm better, not bitter, wiser.
The words that I write come from my mind, heart, and adversity I've experienced.
Welcome to parts of my world!!!
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