Do Not Be Scared Out There

Do not be scared out there

You are the storm

Storms don't get frightened

-katie, 16:50

@catworldss

Sometimes I stare at the blue sky and think of you.

Katie, 22:15

Train your mind to endure anything: imaginable or unimaginable. Even the world you’ve come to know as warm can become a cold and barren place for dreamers.

Katie, 18:00

One of the shittiest things that can happen in life is watch someone you loved fulfill all the dreams you talked about

With someone else.

-katie, 17:56

For Jeffry

You are the blessing I didn't ask for but were given;

You are the miracle I didn't pray for but happened.

You happened. And my love, I've become my best version. Thank you for calming my storm. Now everything in me is pacific. Thank you for taming my demons. Now they kneel and wear golden halos.

Since you happened, the lips that refused to pray started uttering praises to God who made this blissful encounter possible.

Because you happened, I lift my hands up above, call out in the voice of a Seraphim as I feel my wings growing...

Wings that were severed when I-

I renounced my faith in love.

You happened, so I regained everything I ever lost from fear and doubt and wrath.

You are the gift I didn't ask for but were bestowed;

You are the guardian I didn't pray for but were sent to bring me home...

You were sent TO BE my HOME.

-god sent, katie

7th of March 2020 @23:30

What if the heart cannot mend because it refuses to acknowledge what got it shattered in the first place? What if its pieces cannot gravitate because it keeps shutting out the truth, keeps escaping the pangs of pain, for fear of falling into the maelstrom of despair? Bygones reminds us the need to surrender to our pain and make peace with the past so the ghosts won’t come back to haunt and interrupt our healing. It’s important to relive the hurt, not to rub salt to our wounds or revel in our grief but to provide ourselves an opportunity to seal these wounds and forgive our broken hearts.

One at a time.

For sometimes, we need to be lost in order to be found.

-katie

Finally, I got the time and energy to finish writing my first poetry book.

So here it is, my messy mind and heart spilled all over the pages. They usually begin in chaos. Arts, sometimes, are supposed to be like that.

Unapologetically raw.

@catworldss