There’s a specific kind of ache that comes from doing the right thing—and getting punished for it. I’ve been there. Too many times. The calls usually come late. Shaky voice on the other end. Tears. Silence. Then the words no one wants to hear: “I don’t want to live anymore.” And in that moment, you … Continue reading When Help Looks Like Betrayal: The Guilt of Calling for the Ones You Love
Author: KaeJaye The Writer
Been Him
You been Him… But your shine don’t hit the same. I waited through shadows, prayed through silence— but you just played the game. Held the door. Lit the path. Softened the landing where you could begin… But I’ve been waiting too long, and my grace is wearing thin. ~Kae Jaye
Still Listening for Her
At night… I cry. Let out the deepest sigh. Sometimes it’s hard to face The mural of a darkened sky. Every star that glistens— I swear it’s you listening. But sometimes memories scar, And I’m too tired to be reminiscent. A longing out of reach… Yet pain won’t let me forget How cruel time can … Continue reading Still Listening for Her
You Took Shelter, But Never Stayed
I want you, baby… I really do. But be honest— You’re not feeling me like I’m feeling you. I’ve been holding on tight, Creating safe spaces, Loving you right… But still sleeping solo every night. My heart’s so torn, It’s beat running races— I don’t know whether to love slow, Or pick up the paces. … Continue reading You Took Shelter, But Never Stayed
Talk About It Thursday: Showing Up for YOU in the Loudest Silence.
There are moments when the world goes quiet— But not the kind of silence that soothes. I’m talking about that heavy silence… The one that echoes. That presses in from all sides. That makes you question if your presence even matters anymore. And in those moments, when no one’s clapping… No one’s checking in… When … Continue reading Talk About It Thursday: Showing Up for YOU in the Loudest Silence.
Talk About It Thursday: Understanding the Unspoken: Mental Health Awareness
When it comes to mental health, it’s not always what’s said that reveals the struggle—it’s often what’s left unspoken. In a world where social media can make pain look poetic and curated smiles hide chaos, it’s crucial to ask ourselves: Are we really paying attention? Are we showing up in ways that matter? This Talk … Continue reading Talk About It Thursday: Understanding the Unspoken: Mental Health Awareness
VIPINK: You Stepped Into It Now
You didn’t just click a link. You stepped into the spill. Welcome to VIP Ink — where the raw meets the real before the world gets a taste. Where the stories cut deeper. Where the healing gets heavier. Where the silence finally screams — and we answer back. Here, you’ll get: First access to every … Continue reading VIPINK: You Stepped Into It Now
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Serenity’s Bliss (Part 5)
Serenity made her way upstairs to her room to find a sobbing Paige. She approaches her, wraps her arms around her friend in comfort. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there when this message came through Paige, but I’m here now. Let’s talk about this.” Paige looks up at her friend, and hands her cell phone … Continue reading Serenity’s Bliss (Part 5)
When Silence Breaks: The Side Of the Story YOU Could Change
Let’s stop pretending. Let’s stop acting like we don’t see it, hear it, feel it. There’s a conversation that needs to be had—and whether or not it makes folks uncomfortable, I’m dragging it to the table. Because what I’m about to say? It’s real. It’s heavy. And it could’ve cost me everything. We’ve got to … Continue reading When Silence Breaks: The Side Of the Story YOU Could Change
The Last Fold
Today, I blocked a man who forgot my worth. Took a long breath… And let the weight of last year roll off my shoulders. Part of me— yeah, that soft part— wanted to reach out one more time. But the stronger side? The side that knows better? Said: Let him feel the emptiness he created. … Continue reading The Last Fold
Enter The Ink: An Invitation for the Real Ones
Some stories aren’t written for the masses. They’re whispered for the ones willing to lean in closer. The ones who don’t flinch when the truth cuts. The ones who understand that healing and hurting often spill from the same pen. If you’re reading this — you’re right on time. VIP Ink isn’t for everyone. It’s … Continue reading Enter The Ink: An Invitation for the Real Ones
The Silence Before the Scream
They thought she broke. But she was just quiet long enough to hear God clearly. She don’t broadcast breakdowns. She heals in silence, rises in strategy. The stillness? That’s sacred. The scream? That’s coming. And when it does— it won’t be a cry… it’ll be a call. -Kae Jaye-
I’m Her
When it comes to the pen, I’m definitely her. From bars to stanzas— They all concur. I don’t play with wordage, A wordsmith by nature— I finesse the verbiage, Cut with precision like a lyrical razor. I might trip over words when I speak on my feet, But pen to paper? I got the game … Continue reading I’m Her
She Didn’t Scream
(but you heard her anyway) She didn’t scream. She never had to. Her presence did the talking. Her silence? That was the echo. They mistook her calm for weakness— thought because she didn’t clap back, she didn’t carry the ammo. But baby, she been packing truth in every glance, grace in every pause, and thunder … Continue reading She Didn’t Scream