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

Random thoughts

Good bye to you sir

You are my little secrete that’s not, so secrete any longer. You see I had made a promise that I would not open my lips and I did not. I cherished all the memories that were made and even the ones that erupted and destroyed me. Let’s give you a name shall we, hmm how about John. Yes, that works for me. So you see John I kept our dirty little secrete, however you did not. Now, I am not sure if you meant to destroy my friendships, but intent does not matter, what matters is the repercussions of that action that matters. John, do you even realize how much it pained me to do the right thing and let you go? Do you even care that I have cried, so much this year alone to fill up a pool ten times over? I don’t think you can even understand the amount of pain and torment you have put me through. Yet, I still try to give you the benefit of the doubt. However, I am done now. I realizes that we are strangers from here on out. That everything has changed and I am stronger because of it even through my pain. John, I kept the secrete; why couldn’t you?


Deep Within

Layers of skin full of stories

Full of rich emotion

the shine you see comes from within

it runs deep within me

makes-up every part of me

no matter how close you think you are

you will never reach the core of me

I am to fear at my strongest

Yet, I am to be loved at my weakest moments

So many believe to know me

But in fact, only few really do

Those words sound so cliché even to me

However, no amount of word vomit can change the truth

Layers of skin that many over look

They took the time to peel back and get to know

If I could I would gladly give them my shine

Polish their silver so they can shine

If they would allow me too

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