When you excuse someone’s harmful behavior, you don’t erase the trauma, you deepen it. “Don’t Gaslight My Scars”confronts how families and society make pain more palatable by rewriting the truth, and how those justifications keep the wound alive long after the moment has passed.
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When The Moon Looked Away
The moon leaned in like a thief,jealous of the heat spilling through my skull—a fever-dream of youpinning me to the kind of silencethat moans louder than sound. Your breath—hot, reckless—pouring sin straight down my spine.My name breaking in your mouthlike glass under bare feet.Fingers dragging the edge of pleasureuntil it bled into worship. It was … Continue reading When The Moon Looked Away
The Weight No One Sees
This week was heavy. And not just because of one thing—everything felt like too much. People see the smile. They hear the laugh. And they assume I’m okay. Strong. Unshaken. Unbothered. But the truth? No one ever stops to ask if the strong one is even holding on. They don’t ask if I’ve cried more … Continue reading The Weight No One Sees
Unwritten But Not Unfelt
Years of words- Gone, But the pain in every stroke of the pen resides. A soul stain that I can’t seem to stop, a deeply rooted soul tie! Years of releasing the pain through the pen, bleeding my every sentiment held within… Suddenly lost in the wind. I remember titles I fought so hard to … Continue reading Unwritten But Not Unfelt
Moment
Couldn't have dreamed of a better scenario, A better specimen to have created such a show. An exchange of energy so pure and high vibrational, That nothing about it presented itself as conditional. Any other time, I would have stayed in my lane, But you... you created a moment that initiated a main change. A … Continue reading Moment
Happy Thanksgiving
Happy Thanksgiving Loves!!!! I hope your day has been filled with a tremendous amount of love. I pray that your families were well and that you expressed your gratitude to them in ways that granted smiles to their souls. It has been one rough year for me! From deaths to deaths of relationships and friendships. … Continue reading Happy Thanksgiving
{HeR}
Somewhere along the destructive paths of life, Her eyes were lost behind the pain. Her heart became barricaded by a steel wall, leaving no room for entry. Her desire to love diminished with the betrayal of her recent lover. The epitome of hurt resided in her soul and the anger dangerously hovered. The depth of … Continue reading {HeR}
The Ailment
The ailments of something unknown broke the body. In an instant everything hazy down to the very last sacred moment. Wonders of regret and inconsistent pleasures of momentary love. Yet the pleasures outweigh the regret, whether for a brief moment in time or life. The body fights to call put for that solace, No reply. … Continue reading The Ailment
Sexual Encounter
She grips. I thrust. Our Passion! -KaeJaye-
Haiku Saturday
Friendship. Loyalty never resided. Enemies.
Early Mornings
Kennedi slammed her hand down on the alarm clock that abrasively awakened her from what seemed to be the best sleep she had in about 2 weeks. She raised her head off of the pillow, glanced at the clock, it read 03:00 am. Instantly she felt a sense of anger as she realized she still … Continue reading Early Mornings
Kae Jaye The Writer 