There she walks with eyes wide open,
There you see she hasn't spoken,
Then she stands her heart now broken,
Did you ever think you were her token?

Now she lays with tears in eyes,
With sleepless nights and burning lights,
Took the time to remember your lies,
Stepped outside with hands of knives.

Out there she is now lost a soul,
Without regret what she has told,
The tears ran down so gladly bold,
For you to see you've killed her soul.

The knife, her hand, the heart it hits,
Like a man on man the fighting fists,
She feels alone with all misfits,
Wishing now you'd see her wrists.

Blood from heart runs through her veins,
Only to find the path restrained,
The fight she keeps without a brain,
The heart leads on she's lost in vain.

Watch her fall in tears for you,
As the blood drips thoughts so new,
Given up she looks towards you,
"I've lost my pride and faith in you."

Left behind her body falls,
Only to see you stare her down,
She fell back you tried to help,
You're too late this is her fate.

Now she's gone you miss her so,
Now you regret leaving her soul,
Though now too late you've seen her go,
It's thanks to you she's lost us all.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

Skipping stones
And broken bones
And memories long gone
A summer through
Like me and you
As the leaves change on
I remember now
And it's my vow
To forget of all we've done
But I can't say
Within this day
To regret all or none.

She risked on trying a new experience,
An experience that came without permission,
Permission if she would allow it at the moment.
But still, it didn't matter to her.

She was so into the situation,
Gave so much time and effort
Even if, her sleep would be disturbed.
But still, it didn't matter to her.

She invested so much of her emotions,
Gave much care and attention
Even if, she was not efforted back.
But still, it didn't matter to her.

She spoke about love and its emotions,
Asked and gave advices about it
Even if, she was doubtful about it.
But still, *it didn't matter to her.

Dark shadows
Empty Mind.
I'll quiet the silence
for one last time.

My unsure smile,
is a loaded gun.
The twitch of a hand
will make me run.

Grasping for hope
and it always fails.
Endless imperfection,
my sorrow sails.

One more breath
and I'm on my way.
Beyond the sorrow,
beyond the pain.