In life, you can only run so far
Before what you fear
Catches up to you
One way or another
Hiding, doesn’t help
It only delays
And the battle will come
When you least expect it
The numbness of not feeling
Though valued for a time
Hinders that, which we hunger for most
To be loved
It allows us to be fooled
Until you feel the stirrings of your emotions
And for better or worse
The fears come
You feel hopeless and unarmed
Running to go hide
Is the first instinct
Yet we long for one, who won’t let us
A safe harbor, is what I need
To unleash my tears
A light, to help set things straight
A warrior, to love, and fight by my side
Don’t let me run
Nor let me lie to myself
Just hold me tight
Even though I push away
I want to trust you
I want to love you fiercely
But I am at a loss
On how to proceed
Every move I make to protect others
Requires an answer from me
I don’t have
Not logically
I thought, I was alive
Until I met you
But you made me feel
And I am no longer asleep
So now, the battle has come
And I have no way
To properly explain all that I’m feeling
Just know, I’m tired of running
Learning to hide
Was one of the first lessons
Life taught her
At a very young age
Away from those
Who would do her harm
And those who could not see her
For the gift she truly was
Whether the mask she wore
Or the attempts at being the wall flower
Or simply, by sheer luck
Finding the right spot
She could always be found by those
Who were looking for light
Amongst the shadows
Hidden in plain sight
It doesn’t matter
What came first
the mistake
or the shame
She hated
the involuntary response
of her thinking
wrong
There were good days
and bad
Moments of bliss
and then, the lie
But thankfully
She was stronger now
than her past
as opposed to the yesterdays
For now, she knew
Trials would take place
But so did
the cleansing rains
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Another day
Another chance
To rise to the occasion
To start anew
Gone is yesterday
And the mistakes it entailed
While the brew of the dawn
Incites my senses
And stirs my passions
Greets me with its warmth
So it should be no mystery why
I have a love affair with the morning
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She wanted to believe in fairytales
That love truly exists
Yet, here she was
In an unfamiliar place
Where was the hero?
Or the godmother?
Even a kindly sprite
To see her pain
A kind word
Perhaps a magic spell
The briefest of hopes
Of a warm embrace
Tired of pretending
She was always strong
Exhausted from the journey
As tears rolled down her face
She was worthy, Was she not?
Why then was she the one wounded
While her advisary
Stood and mocked
She vowed to remain
Kind and good
Because she knew
What it was liked, to be overlooked
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in her thoughts
he played with her mind
as she recalled that moment
a thousand times
the rain
his smell
his warmth
his kiss
she melted instantly
into his body
barely a space between
and she blushes, at the recollection
so much longing
and hunger
could exist in a moment
that she surrenders all
the fire builds
from the faintest of sparks
everything she wanted is
in this kiss
chaos surrounds you
Evil is now good, while good is evil
and puppets have learned how
to weaponize victims pain
use it to tell a tale
though none of it is true
to them, just a game
while the pure at heart cry
for justice
will it come?
who it at the watch?
to protect those
who cannot
it takes a lifetime to build a reputation
a series of choices
amongst the paths laid out before you
moral, or not, they define
who we all choose to be
but beware, one lie, can destroy it all
the telling of truth
has now become a liars game
hell bent on confusing
“all”
seek wisdom
while she can still be found
tune out the voices
that don’t ring true
search your heart, not your emotions
stand on foundations strong
bend, but do not break
and above all, be the light
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It never fails
That my mind wanders
To a time and place
I have yet to be
Or to a person
I have yet to meet
But these journeys to you
Though fleeting and brief
Bring me comfort
In times of doubt
And in the waiting
Though lengthy
That there is a plan
A time
And a place
Where you and I
Shall meet
Face to face
And there
We will forget
Our troubles
and our woes
For anything worth having
Requires time
So do not tarry
For long, my love
For I am ready
To share my life
And my love
With you!
Picture by: Maximiliano Ignacio Pinilla Alvarado
You know the old Tale
Of what April showers bring
From what was once
A blank canvas
A myriad of colors
Now spring up
The earth drank her fill
Yet she thirsts for more
As she wakens and rises up
Rising and reaching out
Every blade of green
And petals in every color
The invitation is ancient
As creation itself
And not one
Of natures beauties
Dare miss the event
To display their array
For eyes to see
Perhaps even
A new song to hear
Growing as if by magic
By each precious drop
Doth glisten as a wish and a promise
A wish more comforting
Than a star could ask
For they return
Year after year
In a triumphant display
To declare, life still reigns
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