What do we want
from each other
what do we hope
to discover?
Are you a friend…
or my lover?
© Kait King, 2015
hope
Neither here nor there
I will never take advantage
of you
here,have mine
I will never take you
for granted
Please, take all of
my time
I will always
give you love
there,
keep my heart
I will always
be here with you
Here is where
we start
© Kait King, 2015
Pass it forward:
A Treasured Life
My Dad and Me
It was so sad
to watch you fade
your mind
as sharp as a knife
It was so hard
to say goodbye
To such a treasured life
It made me smile
to think on you a while
and on how you loved
your wife
Your children given
all you had
you gave
a treasured life
It seems that you
are still here
although you can’t
be seen
I often talk to you
And not just
in my dreams
I hope I told you
I loved you enough
I hope you know
how much I cared
And I know
one day,
I’ll see you again
Somewhere over there…
© Kait King, 2015
Pass it forward:
Are You OK?
No, I’m not OK
she said
And I didn’t know
what to do
But all she really needed
was someone to
talk to
Not everything is
fixable
or even wants to
be fixed, so
we learn to live with
special things
sometimes things we would
never show
some things are just too ugly
to let anybody know
© Kait King, 2016
Pass it forward:
No Way
There’s just no stopping
a speeding bullet
straight to the heart
With no clanking armour
or a bullet-proof vest
so it rips you apart
There’s just no way
to make it unscathed
through the day
with no love and no hope
no string to cling to
No reason to stay
© Kait King, 2015
Pass it forward:
Lovers lock
Lovers locked
in this bittersweet
ride
Trapped in the momentum
a beat of the heart
Skipping through hope
not a care in the
world
Lovers locked close
just a boy
and a girl
© Kait King, 2015
Pass it forward:
To My Rapist
Would you know who I was if I stood in front of you?
Would you remember my name?
That I wasn’t even thirteen when you raped me?
When you shared me with your brother while I cried?
Do you remember panting into my ear that you would still leave me a virgin?
That no one would know?
Do you know that I’ve never forgotten you,
Your name,
Your face,
Your smell,
Your breath,
Your whisper….
This could read like a love story, yet all I felt from you was nothing.
Like I was nothing.
I meant nothing
I was worth nothing
To you.
Do you know I went home that day and tried to kill myself – and several times after that….
You would never know the harm you bestowed on me that day, you and your foolish, fumbling brother.
You don’t know how I’ve carried this around my whole life. I paid and kept paying while you and your brother languish in ignorant bliss.
You have no idea how many times the experience you gave me has crept in and corrupted my life.
You have no idea that you forever changed me.
You single-handedly changed my life’s path.
You changed who I was supposed to be….
And I’ll never forgive you for that.
Kait King 14th March 2024
Pass it forward:
I just want it to end
So I’m sent back and forth
and around again
to specialists and surgeons
who say it’s in my brain
the wiring’s fucked
Is what they say
because a butcher unfortunately
hacked away
at your hope
your dreams
your aspirations
your purpose
you
Forgiveness and acceptance
words to deal with
spilling your guts makes you better
I think that’s just a myth
to stop me
hold me
trap me in belief
I just want it to end
© Kait King, 2015
Pass it forward:
You Have No Idea
You have no idea
how precious
you are
How loved
adored
and wanted
You have no idea
how just
seeing your face
makes my day
my week
my life
You have no idea
how your
smile
brings me
great joy
near to tears
radiates to my heart
You have no idea
how I
desperately long
to hold you
to hug you
to touch
your precious face
Kait King 5th of June 2021
Pass it forward:
The doyley of pain
So I’m asked to describe how I concentrate to write or focus on anything when pain is such a major contributor in my life and a permanent. I thought about it for a second. The doctor had used the whiteboard and drawn “my brain” with pain in the background and words like focus, concentration, motivation scribbled at the front with arrows looking like they were trying to get into my brain. Understandably these things all present a challenge but the way I see it, is that the pain is like an intricate piece of lace that is draped across my brain. In between the detailed lacy gaps things like concentration, motivation and focus do filter through. And depending on how tight the stitching is sometimes it is easier for those things to flow through and other times not so much. This might make sense to some of you – I’m not sure.
Also I’m not big on the word hope. I don’t want hope – I want it sorted now or I will just live with it until some such miracle cure arrives – but I’m not spending my life or any time at all with the hope that I will be fine again. It is what it is. They say hope is a word used for people who don’t want to accept. That is not who I want to be – I know a part of me longs for my body to be pain free but that is just not how it is.
I believe that determination comes from my soul and I will carve my way through whatever it is the universe chooses to share with me and be grateful at the same time – because even though I can’t walk very far, I can write – just a different double u (w)…. 🙂
© Kait King, 2015
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