Author: Kelsey With Some Jo

“Why do you not see me more often?”

..

“Because the words why have you not been to see me? Are sweeter than the words why have you come again?”

Having neither the courage nor the historical precedent,

I raged inside myself like a blinded bull in a metal stall.

– Maya Angelou

The thought

It’s so tempting

Too easy

Seeing as wishin

Doesn’t get missin

And I’m tired

I keep my armor

On and my boots

Laced to survive

Now I stomp

Yards and moves

Gettin out of the lies

Back into my life

I already danced

Careless away blind

Now my way

Aligns with the way

I won’t die

I won’t ride

I won’t be

Anything but God’s

Kelsey with some

Jo—heartlessly full

Of God’s love

And mercy it

Keeps my life