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Let et Scar Jan 20
CANELA
Es piel canela,
Labios de miel,
Es el azucar que tomo en mi té,
Es pelo largo,
Ojos castaños,
Es el calor que extraño en mis Brazos,
Es sonrisa de luz,
Ardiente como el sol,
Es amor calmada como la noche y la luna,
Son carisias que me empapa,
Y el agua que lleña mi sed

CINNAMON
It's cinnamon skin,
Honey lips,
It's the sugar I drink in my tea,
It's long hair,
Dark brown eyes,
It's the warmth I miss in my arms,
It's a smile of light,
Burning like the sun,
It's love calm like the night and the moon,
It's caresses that engulf me,
And the water that fills my thirst
Let et Scar Jan 20
Yo soy la hija querida,
La hija perdida,
La hija mayor,
Valiente como un soldado,

Mama es la manzana de donde yo cae,
Mama es la piedra pesada que no pude tirar,

Yo soy la hija amada
La hija malvada,
La hija que tira puños sin una espada,

Lo que madre no sabe es todo mi ardiente me lo quede a mi misma,
Para no darle el sabor de todo mi dolor,

Yo soy la hija chiquita,
La desapareceda,
Yo soy la hija que nunca llora enfrente de otros,
Que se va sin dejar huellas,

Lo que madre no sabe es que en mi orgullo quede tan herida,

Yo soy la hija salvaje,
La antisocial que se siente atrapada entre las paderes,

Lo que madre no sabe es que tenia vergueñza porque me converti en algo que hoy detesto,

Pero yo soy la hija calliente en la calléjera,
La hija al pendiente,
La hija que nunca falta ni tira falsos

-WHAT MOTHER DOESN'T KNOW -
I am the loved daughter,
The lost daughter,
The eldest daughter,
Brave as a soldier,

Mom is the apple from which I fell from,
Mom is the heavy stone that I couldn't throw,

I am the beloved daughter,
The evil daughter,
The daughter who throws fists without a sword,

What mother doesn't know is that all my ardor I kept to myself,
So as not to give her a taste of all my pain,

I am the tiny daughter,
The missing one,
I am the daughter who never cries in front of others,
Who leaves without a trace,

What mother doesn't know is that my pride was hurt and I was left deeply wounded,

I am the savage daughter,
The antisocial one who feels trapped between walls,


What mother doesn't know is that I was ashamed because I became something that I despise today,

But I am the hot-headed daughter roaming the streets,
The attentive daughter,
The daughter who never misses or throws a false claim

-PrimaJean
(English translation version)
Written in spanish
Let et Scar Jan 17
Ya, I'm sad girl,
I'm a hurt girl,
Sink to the bottom,
Float to the top girl,
Because I want more,
Even though I'm still sore,
I can't play at the bottom and let it soak,
Cut my oxygen but I'll never croak,
Hold all my pain back in a chokehold,
Yes I'm a bad *****,
Got that mad itch,
Dont step over my toes I'll make your eye twitch,
The blood on my hands,
I had em wiped clean,
And there's nothing more they can take from me,
I had nothing to lose,
Everything to gain,
And life's just another roller coaster another gamble in this card game.
Let et Scar Jan 17
My hands are hard and callous,
Veins swollen,
Skin's tight,
I can barely close my fist,
My fingers stiff and unaligned,
Each knuckle bares a scar,
From each tooth and chin I made contact with,
Arthritic, numb, & unapologetic,
Sore fists still swinging blows,
Although it hurts to use them...
Stubborn is the host,
And even if these hands are battered,
When I draw blood it's the moment I savor the most,
I'm quick to anger,
There is no cool off until a blood vessel is expanded,
I'm cold with malice,
These hands are calloused,
Don't **** with me if you ain't ready for the bleed
Let et Scar Jan 16
He said I found someone,
I really like her,
She wears glasses,
Reminds me of you,
She's on the bigger side,
She's independent too,
But she supports LGBTQ,
I said: Haaa that's gay!
"don't **** it up now" ,
She sounds like a softer version of me wow,
He says: "she's tomboyish but she's kinda lazy she talks too much, she might get clingy" ...
I said: "that's too bad, maybe that's not water weight"
But honey there's only one of me,
You said you didn't like me *** I'm too ******* mean,
Now you got a girl that's " kinda like me"
You make comparisons but I'm a limited edition and deep down you know she's just the temu version of me
Let et Scar Jan 16
I'm one of a kind,
Nobody's girl,
Highly addictive,
Short in supply,
Some try to claim me,
Some try to see me,
But I'm like a shooting star that flies by once in lifetime,
I'm easy to love,
But hard to swallow,
Boys try to catch me but I'm like catching lighting in a bottle,
I runaway from love at full throttle,
Drown my sorrows at the end of a bottle,
I'm like a butterfly that can't fly when it loses powder in its wings,
I won't land on your flowers and get caught in a dead end dream,
Silly boy's  pollen is just poison to me,
You can catch me like a firefly if   I can keep your love by my bedside in my battered heart shaped box
Let et Scar Jan 16
It's eerie..
Every time I see that 14th st sign,
It's hopeless..
Sitting on this Blvd of broken dreams today,
It's hollow..
This place that ****** the soul out of my chest without any warning,
It's dreary..
Seeing the ghost of us every morning at the slab when you're no longer there,
It's frightening..
How your permanent silence left messages on that green electrical box long after your body decayed,
It's carvings..
On a nearby tree that leaves the only sign of our existence that day,
It's heavy..
To know that even if your body died that day my soul still stayed to accompany you in death,
It's pain..
All that I can taste when I drive down that street to this very day
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