Inspirational, Poems

My own

My view is clouded

I can’t seem to distinguish

Between reality and a delusion

How I wish my reality was a delusion

My view is clouded

My heart weeps for the past

I am my own rock theses days

I am all I have left

In my weakness I remember

All the lessons of the past

In my clouded view I search for laughter

I search high and low for a glimpse of hope

My view might be hazy

My heart might be broken

But I am my own rock

For better or worse

Inspirational, Poems

Deep within

Reach deep within

Look for the ugliest parts

Face what most turn a blind eye too

Face those insecurities

Turn them around in your palm

Reach deep within

Where the light does not glow

Embrace those parts of you

For they are you

Be one with the ugly

Cherish yourself

Most importantly love yourself

Inspirational, Poems

State of mind

I am an individual with my own thoughts

An individual that wants to be belong

Does this fact make me lesser of a person?

May I wear my bold lips as I choose and where?

There is the word that chains with a hard grip

May I. . May I. .

Why, do I ask for permission to do what I can.

I am an individual with her own thoughts

That will belong in her own way somehow

Belonging is neither here or there

It’s a state of mind

Even the greats have moments of dismay

Inspirational, Random thoughts

Inner monologue

The thing about life is that you never know where the roads are going to take you. Everything you ever thought you wanted could change with a swipe off the road. The weather changes and you have to decide if you crumble in the storm or fight as hell to get through it all.  Truth though we are human and the fight is in all of us, but what makes us different is the will to live and thrive, no matter the circumstances we find our self in. That is where our true nature is, not what others see on a daily life, but the person no one really sees. I know you know whom I am talking about, the inner you the one that says tell him to fuck off, the one who says she really didn’t mean it that way. Yes, the one we all hide for many different reasons. I for one hide the part of myself that cares too deeply about others, even when they screw me time and time again. Yet, that is who I am in the inside and if I change this fact about myself, if for a moment I change to make someone pay for what they have done then that makes me no better than them. I for one refuse to do that, I have come too far to let others ruin my nature. It’s a road that has chosen me not the other way away around. It’s hard and I struggle every single day to keep smiling and pushing forward, to bring some happiness into other people’s days. That is what brings me peace and joy as well as heart ache at times. If you kept on reading thank you, I hope this touched your heart in a deep way, always remember keep striving to be better and do better.


Inspirational, Poems

Time for change

  In a world full of beautiful majestic things

Why are we full of hate?

We are consumed with distaste for each other

Why do we feel this way?

Are we not all human?

I may be different with my Mayan roots

Yet, my heart still beats the same as yours

When I bleed, I bleed red too

My pigmentation does not change that

It doesn’t affect who I am or who I can be

I smile and laugh just as you would

Why does my language offend you?

When I have embraced yours?

I’m done being your door matt

No, child of mine will grow being fearful

Fearful of walking out the door

No, child of mine will ever feel inferior than yours

This majestic world deserves better

We deserve better

No one is superior then the next

You have said it once; you’ve said we are the same

It’s time to show it

Inspirational, Random thoughts

Growing Pains

As I get older I’m starting to realize that my “first” are eventually going to come to an end. I was too young to remember my first steps or first words and those are important milestones in my life. The older I become the more life changing decisions I have to make; that scare me to death. At times it’s difficult to make those decisions not only because they are the ones that can make you or break you, but also because the lines of right and wrong start to blur. I think that’s where we all make our mistakes or think we have made one. We think about what others would say or their opinions on our behavior; rather than what we think of them. While yes later on in life I might regret certain things, but then again at least I’ll have a story to tell. Who knows who I will meet in life and the advice I would be able to share from my own down falls. That’s what life is about, right?