as the light shivers in the cold
your eyes betray your burning desire
need to drift away from the stream of conscience
now you only seem to only really care about yourself



© Sofia Villagrana 2018

Still hurts a little
Miss him just a bit
Hard to admit that
We used to love eachother
My head says let go
But my heart can't forget
Memories that come and go
Memories  that flow in my mind
Not fighting against it
Because is going to hurt
This wound will heal eventually
When time decides.

struggling to fill my collapsed lungs
i will suffocate and choke on the coal ash
darkness eclipses all of these unknown uncertainties
of me slowly fading, letting beauty melt away into ink



© Sofia Villagrana 2018

i know it may not mean much to you,
but when you touch me, i can’t breathe.

your finger graced my arm, accidentally,
but i swear, you meant it.
right?

you grabbed my hand and ran with me.
but you also held it, gently, and walked with me for miles.

when it rained, you gave me your hoodie.
i still have it.
it smells like you.

i would do anything,
for just one night.

to show you.
to be in your arms.

to breathe your breath,
to touch your skin.

when you touch me, i know i love you.

Like a flower that blooms only in night
Like a small child with cascading tears from their eyes
I always wondered if it will be alright
If I tried to use my smile to hide sorrow

A small shower bathes the flowers in dew
And the smell of earth lulls me to you
Closing my eyes against the harshness of light
All I see are impressions  against my lids

Hoping to feel the summer breeze pass by
But all I felt were caresses of goodbye
Try as I might I never succeed and I cried
But someone heard my futile pleas
And that is how you came to me

You held my hand and lead me to wonders
A blush adorned my cheeks as you whispered my name
I wished to only adorned your head with buds
But I **** them with a single touch
Yet you still held my hands in yours



© Sofia Villagrana 2018

fallen warrior's    dying gaze  .  .  .
blurry sun    she braids gold rays
gilded strands     grace Avrey’s hair
misty     tear-pooled stare  .  .  .





Dodoitsu. 7-7-7-5 (26) syllables
gv  .2015

Pfc. B.V. ,  a 22 year old mother of a little girl named Avrey
was Killed in 2010,  by an IED, RPG attack near Kunar province,
(145 military women killed as of April.1.2013 in Afghanistan, Iraq & Kuwait

A negative mind set is equivalent to destruction.
Be positive, open your mind and embrace everything you encounter.
                         Someday everything will make perfect sense, after all you are Breathing.
So for now , laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, and always remind yourself that everything happens for a reason .
                          Just sit  tight and wait for your
Reason to show up, it always does.