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Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
Owls never lie
Foul fellows die
Follow the rules you must abide by
Follow the grapevine
Tell me what you find
Dine with a nice guy
You'll have a swell time

Laugh with the fools
Swim in the pools
Speak about waste
It will leave your mouth with an ugly taste
Carry your baggage upon your shoulder
Be sure to bring a sweater
It's gotten colder

If you spot a woman attacked, you better defend her
Lose your loose ties
It will benefit your last lies
Find the right woman
Hopefully, she won't end up like your past wives
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
Wind turbines
Are nothing
Compared to my
Phone line

Travelling through utility poles
Filling the hole of my lost soul

Wind to electricity
Is saddening

Phone to chemistry
Is ever so satisfying

The winds cool breeze freeze the hearts

The wires divine line admires our scorching spark

Emerging fire
Others admire
As she gently moans under my tangled wire

My electricity intensifies
Within my phone line

Oh she's so fine
So fine
And all mine

I ignite a fatal spark to those who dare wish to repair my line

Because
I'm fine
Can't you see that I am not alone
I have my phone
In hand

And yes, I understand she's long away
But whenever she dances
I sense her in my arms
She has a tender sway
Long Distance relationships is adventure with no meaning

Just fun
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
I recall, caramel mocha frappe

Taste was good and that's about all

I recall, delusional chemistry

Breaking up seven times and making up six.

I recall, English 101

Meant to be in high school but stuck in eighth grade with me.

I recall, A Wing

An Amazon

I recall, freshman orientation

Handprint staircases

I recall, Spanish class

Skipping lunch to digest some knowledge in the biblioteca

I recall, Chick Fil A in a mall

Back of a car with a handful

I recall, sneaking out with the boys

Upset over Pink Floyd for the wrong reasons

I recall, a trip down memory lane

Writing a poem
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
Everyone salivates over you for your assets
You seem to choose the men that abuse
You're black and blue
A man with spoken care and knowledge is overdue
Your bruises open your eyes
They drive you into welcoming infinite skies
Dry your eyes
You're almost there
Lay in bed into the fading night
Dream a dream of a better life with beaming light
Once you wake, you'll cry no more
You'll awaken to a knight that loves to adore
He'll slay your sadness
He'll buy you tickets to cruises to ensure there will be no more bruises
Abusing fades inside
No more tears inside
Lay and wait, don't hide
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
Society forges the problems of the world from scraps
Voicing opinions as tools
Thicker than wool
Creating a line of division stronger than steel
While we allow the blacksmith to spin the disastrous wheel
This is no game
But if the price is right
We'll gladly "come on down" after they announce our name
Oh, the crimes we commit for the glory and fame

We, the Blacksmith
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
The spin to my records, Scream

Makes it all easier

To face the music

Relentless trouble

And I drown it all out with noise

A choice between Hell and America

Heaven now too good for anyone

I perish between

The perfect and righteous

The flawed, Rip the hostages

I've trapped

In my mind

They are chained and scarred by my mistakes

That in the moment were choices opposed

To a dead end

My screams now level

Only an octave higher

From the massacre I've deserved

I've been targeted

After...

All the abuse and trauma I caused

How could I have known then?

My mind once creating scenarios on how

I'd sceme my way into getting what I craved

I, deprived of what was not needed

Just wanted it so bad

Those I've hurt

I'd never hurt again

If given all tools and resources to do such

I'd use them upon my soul

To dispose of reek planted by shame

You live and learn

And all my knowledge now

Is put on hold until

Their hurt

Mirrors mine

Resembling

Shattered plastic

Because I'm stubborn

And Glass too fragile

Reminds me of a relic reflection
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
I may be young
But I believe 16 years of experience is worth 16 stepping stones
To reach the expectations of society
And spit in the face of it

We are prey to the predators
Involved in a war of existence
Where we bleed tears
And cry blood
Functioning wrong
Because we are told we are never right

Validation we rarely receive is sweet they say

The predators

But how do we know when they

The predators

Sliced our tongues to hide our screams

Trouble is lurking from the parents that gift the children with what they want
In contrast to what the children need

My pen doubles as a society cleanser
Writing all the wrongs in all colored inks
Inspired by the beautiful equal people
And I take that sliced, beaten down wood
So I can shove it down their ******* throats

And I find peace under their tears
I craft it into a blanket
Yes, its cold
However, my body is warm from the scars of bullet shells, death stares, and unwanted opinions

A shameful balance
Written 2 years ago

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