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When it all boils down to it,
love is what we’re here for.
Enjoy the moments with the
ones you hold dear to your heart,
exhale all the negativity.
One day it’ll all come to an end.
Storms in life don't break the strong they just chip away the superficial to reveal the true and better self in the end. Someone one may have thought they were controlling you because it appeared you moved less but in the end it was just the cocoon until you broke out into a better self :)

For a while now she's been wondering what she could have possibly done to karmically deserve this. She has been racking her brain for months now trying to find that one act of selfishness, that one wrong deed so perverse the divine universe decided to send you as her punishment. But now, the fog has lifted, and her once hazy vision has grown clear. And for the first time in a long time she can see the truth -- the truth about people like you. Furthermore, she would just like to thank you... Thank you for using her, for taking advantage of a forward-thinking young woman to advance your own male interests. Thank you for taking her ideas and claiming them as your own, for using her voice to make your millions and throwing her away when that voice became too loud. Thank you for stifling her passions, for making her give up everything she loved outside of you. Thank you for frightening her with your temper, for screaming at her, hitting her, and constantly reminding her that she was not valuable - she was replaceable. Thank you for making her feel small, for being so threatened by her intelligence you chose to unleash your active misogyny every opportunity that allowed. Thank you for making her witness injustices, for treating all those below you unfairly and for trying to silence her voice. Thank you for giving her a glimpse into the male psyche of a sociopath, and for reassuring her that objectification is one of the first steps to oppression. Thank you for showing her that she needed something else - a change - something greater than herself and far greater than you. Thank you for showing her that she deserved better. Because now, because of you, she is better than ever. Because of the manipulation, the discrimination, and the way you crushed her, she found a strength she never knew she had. And for that, she would like to thank you.

PS: she would like you to know she has been cigarette free for months now. Perhaps the next time you decide to accuse someone with a vice of being weak, you could try replacing all those Little Debbie's with granola bars, you fat ****.

Your Previous Punching Bag
Im sorry I was scared and too much of a child.
I wasn’t ready for you and I regret that with all of my being,
I’m sorry I chose my life over yours,
You deserved a better mommy.
I regret my decision,
If I can go back in time I would have chosen differently,
I would choose you over me 12152018x times.
If you were here,
I know I’d be the most proud
I would keep all your art
I would go to all your school functions
I would wrap my arms around you and never let you go,
Im sorry I didnt keep you
Im sorry I’m still too young
You see, mommy did loved you
With every part of her heart,
But Mommy knew that we were better off apart
Because Mommy couldn't give you the life that you deserved.

There isn't a single day
Where I don’t wish that I could reach up
And grab you back down to earth,
Place you safely back in my tummy,
And show you how much you're worth.
I choose to let you fly away,
Fly away with the angels.
As look down on me from up above understand my decision, baby,
wasn't done through a lack of love.

Know that momma loves you
Know that you're my one
One day when we meet
I know it wont be sweet
I’ll have questions to answer
And forgiveness to beg for
But when we meet I hope I can be the mommy you deserve.
Vanessa Viniegra Nov 2018
-he said.
And she fell in love with a man who couldn't decide between hello and goodbye.
Vanessa Viniegra Oct 2018
I have become as
.....h o l l o w the bottles I drink
...............numb my cold fingers
e m p t y the inbox in my phone
.....disoriented how this poem is written

how much more naiveté
do i have to go be,
in order to realize?
because I know im hurting
yet I dont know how to explain the pain
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