You talked about, dissing with guts, giving it your all. I have my mind in the clouds, heart in hell and this soul in heaven.
By Alexia Villanueva6 years ago in Poets
When you love someone it goes to waste. Lights I hope will guide me home. Heal the wounds I have afflicted. Learn to try, so I learn to let go.
Safe space is to become our society like looking outside of dirty mirrors We claim we're safe behind doors like we're playing poker just assure
Always been told I was a problem, problematic, Bipolar, schizophrenia, Rushing through my family Genes. Looking for hope
The last texts, my last words in the form of recording I can never take back. I watch blood leak into the crevices
Hidden in t-shirts twice my size, shoes too tight to walk in, and songs that no longer feel the same. I hold the secret
Lost in darkness who are you? Memories of you aren't real, just fantasies I've never drank again. Numbers gone into rainbow colored
It's like staring at painting with heart made of transparent glass I can't breathe when I see you with her it hurts like dagger
I hold my stomach like a jar of roses without water rushing, without dirt to tip the pot Stir my emotion with a huge wooden
I was honey, you were my milk, the metal spoon and I was too much sugar. Too much pancake batter for your taste
Broken glass formed into snow flakes and angels but they can't form a loving heart Rain can't wash away the guilt, pain, and pictures
One Poem: Where They Live The monsters live beneath me, Hanging onto the merry go around So don’t tell me you love me Watching butterflies become my