A poem can find a dark soul at night
The rebirth I had after I sat with my plight

The demons I held onto and encompassed me with their wings
Spoke of wild, dark, and wicked things.

And I felt warm there
I felt raw
Like an ice sculpture exposed to the sun.
Slowly waiting to thaw.

Or a cocoon forgotten in winter,
Made it to spring
I climbed out of my cocoon when I put down that drink.

I spread my wings when I had enough,
Enough of men who used me to feel tough.

And I flew high above the clouds
Right before my death I looked right into my shadow.
And she said, “I’ll see you again”
“You’ve won this fight, but not the battle”

I welcome the guides of the highest truth and compassion
To take me with you tonight
I’ve lost sight and all Passion.

On the corner of my bed
I got lost in the wall
Nothing was said
Nothing at all

I laid my head back, my attention to the ceiling.
Please take me now, I don’t like this feeling.

My sadness like then night air
I can’t touch or see it, but to painful to bare
“Take me, take me”
It became a prayer...

Silver owl that’s when I met you.
I was letting love down, and you didn’t let me
I was gonna stay down
Free me from me.
When I felt your warmth
Encompass me whole
And then I saw black,
In dream state I woke
Wondering what had become of my soul


You held me close
you whispered in my ear;
“I’ve been with you since you were born,
I’m here now my dear there’s no need to fear.
I was born of your mothers, mother
My energy is strong. Negativity I smother”

TRUST THE PROCESS
The ups, the downs
the highs, and the lows
This pain is a lesson,
the more you will know

You are now awake.
Open all three eyes.
This is a gift, You will seek truth from where there is lies.

I love you now and I will love forever
Wake up stardust
Begin your human endeavor

I woke up 12hours going on 29 years later.

I came to the desert far far away
in the beam of the heat to find recluse,
and hide from la ley.

with a backpack and a few dollars
I could see me
I could almost see me
free
en el otro lado

but hardship and struggle does not care
whether or not i am truly blessed,
All they saw was the color of my skin
brown and oppressed
they ordered me to undress,
if i attest
i will die
need i tell you the rest?

I came to the dessert far far away
i came with a friend
we walked all day in this last day of may.
Its truly remarkable,
what true friendship beholds
when two people help each other perserver
like they should
i suppose.