I used to search for love in every corner,
In every face, in every word,
Hoping someone would see me,
And finally, I\u2019d be heard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But the more I searched,
The more I felt alone,
Trying to find my worth
In places I\u2019d never known.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I thought love was something
I had to earn,
A prize for the perfect,
A lesson I had to learn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But one day, I got tired,
Of looking outside,
So I turned inward,
To see what I could find.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It wasn\u2019t easy
The mirror didn\u2019t lie,
I saw the flaws, the scars,
And it made me want to cry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But I kept looking,
Deeper this time,
Past the surface,
Past everything this phase.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I saw the pain,
The struggles I\u2019d faced,
And I realized
I needed to embrace
The parts of me
That I\u2019d pushed away,
The parts of me
That were waiting to stay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So I started to speak
Kind words to my soul,
Told myself I was worthy,
That I was whole.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I learned to forgive,
To let go of the past,
To love myself first,
And make that love last.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now, when I look in the mirror,
I see more than just a face,
I see someone who\u2019s been through it all,
And still found grace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Self-love isn\u2019t a destination,
It\u2019s a journey, a choice,
It\u2019s about finding your own worth,
And listening to your inner voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, if you\u2019re searching for love, Walking Shadow Poetry Kenya.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I used to search for love in every corner,In every face, in every word,Hoping someone would see me,And finally, I\u2019d be heard. But the more I searched,The more I felt alone,Trying to find my worthIn places I\u2019d never known. I thought love was somethingI had to earn,A prize for the perfect,A lesson I had to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2462,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[97,25,98],"tags":[35,49,34,67,50,61,55,53,22,48],"class_list":["post-2461","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","category-solitude","category-storytime","tag-poems","tag-poetess","tag-poetry","tag-preciousowoko","tag-spokenword","tag-spokenwords","tag-stories","tag-story","tag-walkingshadowpoetry","tag-walkingshadowpoetrykenya"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/08\/pexels-photo-5543539.jpeg?fit=867%2C1300&ssl=1","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3087,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/you-found-me-and-i-met-love-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","url_meta":{"origin":2461,"position":0},"title":"You Found Me and I met Love by walking shadow poetry","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"March 10, 2025","format":false,"excerpt":"I had given up, I won\u2019t even lie,Love had left me with tears to dry.My heart was cracked, my trust was gone,I swore I\u2019d never love anyone. 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Start with the one you see,
Because the greatest love you\u2019ll ever find,
Is learning to love me<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n