depression
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No you weren’t good You are the best. In trouble But you weren’t the type To be saved. Voice echoing The irrevocable highs And Lows. voice Paints with Every emotion’s Color. Your music the soundtrack To each of my Heart Breaks. I always Find myself Waking up alone, Suffering the abuse From alcohol. Searching for…
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Demons Feed on Fear. Doubt cloaks Perspective Seek within Refuge from The whispers Sinister speak Slipping swirl Superficial surface Reflecting, perfecting The journey Of discovery
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I was voiceless but my body was screaming revolting. Mind drew blank Retreated after the attack. Once friend now foe Role playing a pimp and Marilyn Monroe famously labeled a whore. but she also said stop likewise we were ignored pounded for more and more. Victim blaming is part of the culture game “Some just…
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I dream with the devil He revealed himself to me. No red horns or tails He apppears as everything you’ve ever wanted. As harmless as a sheep Empty promises Tempetation filled fun Adrenline rush Until you’re pinned Paralyzed Not even a breath can escape Your mind travels to a far distant place. Time slows down.…
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like a cup of tea body warmth correcting the holes Always room for more
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I once knew Mary Sunshine smile wide teeth shined There was a giggle in her eyes Starlight inside Sometimes in a voice so small Saying no is such a fight He wants me in clothes way too tight I feel nothing I do is right I…
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Strength, where did you go? I needed your embrace today My invisible cloak, protecting my dignity Saving grace Don’t go away hide in an unknown treasure chest I lose my way easily, you’re a guide from land to sea Strength, I need you more than you need me, but please stay…
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cure to forget shower of kisses as we laid in bed Erase the laughter from stories told without end Visions of smiles vanished away allow me to accept the truth you’re an ill fitting shoe, puzzle piece that doesn’t fit Terrified to commit but I love you still …
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Guitar shed my tears there’s none left here Ferris wheel love not enough, goes down Fool for you Writing a poem about the blues questioning truth What do I feel? Rainbow of emotions grenades at each end Trying to follow a bread crumb trail back to clarity Hoping…
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Nobody am I yesterday or any day Frail like red crepe paper slug low Blues felt in every hue, flip flop mood Split divide Myself and I Sanity in play Green bounce ball off canary wall follow me Endless turns Daisy, loves me, loves me not …
Yesenia Guerra 