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The voice Nov 2012
Just woke up to the thought of love
Do I love the one
Who ignores me
Who knowsy love yet,
Turns around so he can't se me
The one who is waiting for an opportunity
The one who gets better everyday
The one whom I have to fake with

But in that love I love him
But then again
What is that word?
What does it mean?
Am I too young for it

Or do I love the one who
Laughs with not at me
the one who walks withe after school
The one who I know takes care of me
The one who seeks opportunities and doesn't just wait for one to come.
The one who make my heart beat fast with the thought

What is love?
Who is my love
How can I know difference?
Should I know the difference?
The voice May 2013
I woke up with his lips on my mind
I simply thought I would love to see him back
I would desire again and again
to find his lips by mine once more
and to find his eyes looking down at mine
With the passion like he used to

But it is not possible
he is with her and at her side
His smile no longer belongs to me
I would rather see him away and happy
then here unhappy but i can't help it but to
love him like the first time he kissed me
like the first time i saw through his eyes

I met someone nice, smart, hard-working
but that was not real
Not at all who i thought it would be
I ask my self why do i want him back,
And i try to convince my mind that he is not worth me
But my heart can not be controlled
It
still
loves
HIM just
LIKE THE
FIRST DAY
when we first
KISSED and i
loved him ever
since!
The voice May 2014
She's 16
and she thinks she knows what love is
She sees love in those soap operas
as the battle between the protagonist and antagonist
She sees love in the fights her parents had
And the kisses between her mother and a new father
She sees love in the words of
Ill stop loving you if you do that
And in the words
If you would love me you would do this for me
Well, this is how God showed me love
2000 thousand years ago.
I crucified him
Denied him
And cursed him
But today he gives me a second chance to keep on
Fighting for him
Love is forgiveness
Patience and perseverance.
Love is the thought
That there will be someone
That there IS someone out there
And God is preparing him
That out there is the one
that will not leave
and that will not have conditional love
But in order to be that way,
he has to love God more than even me
Because he will only know love through him
She came to realize,
love isn't chocolates and rainbows anymore
But love doesn't have to based of fists
or what you will done
It is based on what God has already done
The voice Nov 2012
You probably don't know who i am
You know my name, and know somethings about me
But the fact that you don't know
And that matter the most is
That I love you

Since the day i met you, I have seen so much
I have learned about the word sacrifice
I have know what it is to love someone so hard
Sometimes tears come out.  
Thanks to you I cant sleep at night without,
checking my messages to see if you send me something

Your eyes have taught me that they can pull up a smile,
At any moment and in any occasion
I know that your eyes can't see my love,
But mine can find comfort in yours

It is not a lot, but I am happy
Just knowing that you are there makes me happy
Because no matter what happens I know that I can go to you

I love you
You might not know it yet, but I love you
more than anything else i have ever loved
I write this to you because i wanted you to know
That out there somewhere there is a girl who loves you
And thinks about you day and night, and dreams with you every day.
The voice Apr 2013
My mother cleans floor
She goes down to her knees and cleans every centimeter
She gets out of work leaving everything shining bright
My father left before I was born the I met him when I turned five
He left again two years later
I met my stepfather and he picked up heavy train floors
All for me
I used to be ashamed to say that my mother cleaned toilets and my stepfather cleaned offices.
Each have two jobs, their first starts at 6:30 and they get out at 3:00 the next starts at 5:30 then get out at 10:00.  
Yet they expect me tO wake up at 7 and go to sleep at 9 so that I get enough sleep.
My mom finished the third grade and that's as far as she went
My stepfather was lucky enough to make it to the 6th grade
My family moved to the United States when I was nearly six
We all belong in Mexico? Yea
But we are still here thanks to God's mercy...
I was never afraid of washing the dishes or cleaning the house because I only cleaned my home, my parents cleaned the offices, homes, hospitals, hotels, of other people for just 7.50 and hour.  My hands aren't soft from not working
They are rough but with lotion I cover that
By seeing me you have no idea who I am
I have committed many mistakes and I'm not proud
But I do know that time can cure all scars
Now I know what I wished I would have known since before
That people will judge you for being and for not being
I wish I had known that people aren't trust worthy until they know the complete truth about you and still stay by your side
It was my destiny to continue and their destiny to judge me but now
I'm proud to say that
My parents clean bathrooms and floor and carry heavy train floor to gve me a life worth living and I'm proud to be their daughter because unlicke the rest I know they love menin the worst of situations...
My stepfather love me even though we never shared the same blood...
The voice Aug 2015
Somethings are hard to explain
The pain is to deep
The words are to confusing
They are to hard to say

It is hard to explain how you love
The deepness of how much it costs
The confusion of the best approach
Saying only what needs to be said

It is hard to tell the difference
Between someone you loved
And someone who loved you
Because you were close to both

It is hard to understand that they are right
And hard to tell them when they are not
It is hard to live and not be able to do something
And its hard when you get the courage to do so
These words may not make sense
But if you have ever felt like you wanted to hate someone but were never able too, then this is you thinking behind the scenes
The voice May 2013
My friend told me to stop thinking about him
My heart heard: think about him
My friend told me that he is not worth it
My mind heard: he is worth it
My friend tolde me to forget him
My heart knew that was impossible
My friend told me that I deserved more
My mind heard: I deserve him
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how to decide whats better for me
The voice Aug 2020
When I was younger I told my mother
"Yo quiero ser como tu cuando crezca"
She kneeled down and said
"No"

I remembeer when I was younger
I looked up to my mother and I dreamed,
of the day I would grow up and be just like her.
She would always say "No"

Hasta que un día, me canse y le grite
"Cuando crezca voy a ser igualita a ti!"
She kneeled down and said
"Tu vas a ser mucho mejor que yo!"

I remember the first time I talked to my mom in english
"A mi me hablas en español!"

The first time I asked if I could go to a sleepover,
"Que no tienes casa o que?"

The first time I asked her permission to go on a fieldtrip
"Entonces para que te mando a la escuela?"

And the first time,
I told her I wanted to go to college,
"Pues a ver como le hacemos pero esta bien"

I remember her eyes, slightly dissapointed
Not at me, but at herself.
She wanted to give her daughter, only the best!

She wanted me to have the chances she never got

She wanted me to be better than her.

I don't remember:
A day that she didn't work
A day she didn't cook
A day she didn't say
"Echale ganas mija"

I do remember:
When she dropped me off at college,
She smiled and said,
"Eres como yo!"

"Eres como yo!"
Trabajadora,
Luchona,
No te rindes,
Humilde,
Sensilla,
Generosa,
Amorosa,
y Valiosa! "
A little something to introduce my mother to the world!
The voice Feb 2019
Aside from the black nail polish,
My own personal act of rebellion,
I see my father's hands.

I have my mami's nose,
and eyes,
and lip shape,
and even her forehead.

We have the same forehead,
But my hands,
When I see them I see my father's hands.

Maybe I see them in an attempt,
to portray an image of his existence,
To acknowledge that he actually exists
even though he hasn't been by my side

My hands are darker than my mother's
They are slightly chubbier,
Even the darker little hairs that decorate them,
They do not look like hers at all,
so naturally, they have to look like his.

I am more reminded of him when I grip them
So tightly I almost cut the flow of blood.
So strongly the blood rushed to blush the tips of my fingers

The rage. The anger. The reminder that I am your daughter
That I carry your last name
That I am still and Forever will be,
a part of you
and you a part of me

I did not choose that.
I did not choose the anger or the love

When I have you in front of me,
I will take these, my hands
that look like yours
grip them tighter than ever before
with determination in my eyes,
aim and...

I learned how to box in an attempt,
to shape these hands to be less like you
Fighting hands, unlike yours
Strong hands, much different to yours
Passionate hands, contrary to YOU

I wear the black nail polish, to remind me and you
That these hands are yours,
tainted by the dark melody of the last kiss you gave me
Before you let me walk away.

I wear these hands masked by power,
but deep down a reminder that I am a woman,
Despite my hands being like yours.
A reminder that had you stayed,
I would probably not have the education I now have.

I look down at my hands and see yours.
Despite the black nail polish, they look like yours.
With a layer of love, willing to forgive and love
But unwilling to Forget!
This is what happens when a professor asks a good question in class. "Whose hands beside your own do you see when you look down at them"
The voice Mar 2013
He gave me that opportunity to choose, between one side or the other one,
But he did not realize that it wasn't something a person could just decide from one day to another.
He did not know how hard this entire thing was.
His words are still crumbling up in my mind and surrounding my veins!
Maybe i am not ready for this decision, all i needed was more time
Just maybe i needed some more knowledge
why cant he just understand that i am not ready for all of this?
It s not very hard to wait at least some time
He cant put all this pressure on me like if i could handle anything that comes to me.
WHat can I do to tell i am not ready to decide between mom or dad, i love them both and its not a decision of two minutes. He should understand my reason and listen to my opinions before he makes me decide
ME
The voice Nov 2012
ME
I am free from enslavement
I am free for chains
I can do anything I want
I am not alone
I do not need you
I an free
to be who ever I want to be
The voice May 2014
El primero me dijo que volveria
Y nunca volvio
El segunda y el tercero al igual que el cuarto
Me dijeron que me cuidarian
Y se volvieron en promesas
Que nunca fueron cumplidas
El qinto
El cual en serio le crei
Al cual llegue a creer
Odiandome por el miedo de que fuera un error
Me prometio ser un padre
Y solo se gano
Ser el quito
De puras mentiras...
Por eso. No confiaba
Por eso mentia
Pero haora conosco a alguien
Quien simplemente no puede mentir
Es unico que no me ha mentido.
El que cumplio
Y dio todo por mi.
Jesus!!!
Spanish melody about lies
MOM
The voice May 2013
MOM
Driver down the street
Cars running back and fourth
Lives and souls looking around
Bikes here and there
Smiles and tears everywhere
A mother on one side
Protecting her little one form danger
Letting him explore the world
but never getting her sight out of him
She so tired of the work she came from just twenty minutes ago
Yet she happily takes her son out to play
Working harder as a mother than an employee
The sweet love she has not only with her son but with the three of them
All alone taking care of three boys and on the way one girl
Mee. that girl
Waking up to dress the children
going to sleep after work
from 5 am to 12 pm
An example of hard work and mother hood
WHat a special love that only she has
Just like God, who forgave us
she does to when we grew up.
Thank you Mom
The voice Dec 2012
I'm outside
waiting
my nose is colder than an ice cube
My feet are getting numb
But I'm still waiting.

When will you get here
hopefully soon
Because in getting a runny nose
my body is terembling
My bones can feel the cold

My fingers have that warmth feeling
I keep them inside my pockets
But as I take them out to call you
the wind tries to push them back
I'm guessing the winds wants me not to call you
the parts of my body that are warm has to be my heart.

Its the only thing not harmed by the wind
But when will you get here
Can you hurry up
My heart is becoming cold
I'm getting more cold every minute

When will you get here?
I'm guessing never!
The voice Dec 2013
Small Morning Poem
How many times have we heard
"I understand you completely"
And repeat exactly what you just said!
There are some that say that conditionally
Or ender conditions
I want to know how many times is the truth said
Around places of peace
I wonder how many times is the preaching,
being done
I admit it, I don't always do what I preach
Or preach what I do.
God is working on changing that
But it is time for US to stop the concept of Religion
Its just like a long list of chores
What we live is life though God's words
Through the bible and Jesus called religious people "hoers"
All the do is make a façade of neatness
dressing up the outside making it look nice
"I understand you completely"
Only say it if you mean it
Only try it if its real
God understood and died for me
Ill understand and Live for him
Im not strong, but you have my hand
and my shoulder to cry on
If God gives me the opportunity to hear your story
Ill listen, but I wont pretend to know how you feel
Ill tell you that im here
And that I am real
Don't tell God you have a big problem
Tell your problem you have a Big God!!!!
Those who have ears to hear,
let him hear!
(In the Words of Jesus Christ!!)
We are forgiven!!!!
The voice Nov 2012
I am not who you think I am
It may seem to you that I am weak
But believe me when I say that
I am stronger than what I seem
And I am better than you could ever imagine.

I may be not an A- student
But I am smart
Smart enough to know
that I can beat you in anything
At any time soon
Today, Tomorrow, or the day after

I may not be a marathoner
But I can run the distance
I might arrive late to my goal
But I will be there
I cant assure that I won't win the race
But I will try to do the best

I am not the prettiest girl in the class
But I am not Barbie either
I don't expect to be skinny
I don't expect to be fat
I do expect to be happy
I expect to feel safe with my self

I am not the one who will always be right
I am human not a robot
If I am wrong I smile because I know it was a mistake
I might not be the best in Biology
But i can do better the next time
I won't Win today
But I will try again tomorrow
And if I die before I win
I will die happy.

Today is one day.
I wont stop Now.
I wont look back
Not because of pride
But because I wont dare to fall
I wont trip again
Especially not with the same rock
I know now that I am not Perfect

*BUT I AM WILLING TO GIVE LIFE MY BEST SHOT
The voice Nov 2013
Why I hate religion but love Jesus**

What if I told you Jesus came to abolish religion
What if I told you voting Republican really wasn't His mission?
What if I told you republican doesn't automatically mean Christian
And just because you call some people blind doesn't automatically give you vision

I mean if religion is so great, why has it started so many wars
Why does it build huge churches, but fails to feed the poor
Tells single moms God doesn't love them if they've ever had a divorce
But in the Old Testament, God actually calls religious people ******

Religion might preach grace, but another thing they practice
Tend to ridicule God's people, they did it to John The Baptist
They can't fix their problems, and so they just mask it
Not realizing religion's like spraying perfume on a casket
See the problem with religion, is it never gets to the core
It's just behavior modification, like a long list of chores
Like let's dress up the outside make it look nice and neat
But it's funny that's what they use to do to mummies while the corpse rots underneath

Now I ain't judging, I'm just saying quit putting on a fake look
Cause there's a problem if people only know you're a Christian by your Facebook
I mean in every other aspect of life, you know that logic's unworthy
It's like saying you play for the Lakers just because you bought a jersey
You see this was me too, but no one seemed to be on to me
Acting like a church kid, while addicted to *******
See on Sunday I'd go to church, but Saturday getting faded
Acting if I was simply created just to have *** and get wasted
See I spent my whole life building this facade of neatness
But now that I know Jesus, I boast in my weakness

Because if grace is water, then the church should be an ocean
It's not a museum for good people, it's a hospital for the broken
Which means I don't have to hide my failure, I don't have to hide my sin
Because it doesn't depend on me it depends on him
See because when I was God's enemy and certainly not a fan
He looked down and said I want, that, man
Which is why Jesus hated religion, and for it he called them fools
Don't you see so much better than just following some rules
Now let me clarify, I love the church, I love the Bible, and yes I believe in sin
But if Jesus came to your church would they actually let him in
See remember he was called a glutton, and a drunkard by religious men
But the son of God never supports self righteousness not now, not then

Now back to the point, one thing is vital to mention
How Jesus and religion are on opposite spectrum
See one's the work of God, but one's a man made invention
See one is the cure, but the other's the infection
See because religion says do, Jesus says done
Religion says slave, Jesus says son
Religion puts you in *******, while Jesus sets you free
Religion makes you blind, but Jesus makes you see
And that's why religion and Jesus are two different clans

Religion is man searching for God, Christianity is God searching for man
Which is why salvation is freely mine, and forgiveness is my own
Not based on my merits but Jesus's obedience alone
Because he took the crown of thorns, and the blood dripped down his face
He took what we all deserved, I guess that's why you call it grace
And while being murdered he yelled
"Father forgive them they know not what they do."
Because when he was dangling on that cross, he was thinking of you
And he absorbed all of your sin, and buried it in the tomb
Which is why I'm kneeling at the cross, saying come on there's room
So for religion, no I hate it, in fact I literally resent it
Because when Jesus said it is finished, I believe he meant it
http://poetry.rapgenius.com/Jefferson-bethke-why-i-hate-religion-but-love-jesus-spoken-word-lyrics
The voice Apr 2014
My first love was you, Jesus
My loves was you
In the darkness where i stood,
the lights were off
my heart was dim
And as u got closer i pushed you away
But you never gave up
Because  you love me
and wanted me for you
And with your love and your mercy
you won me over form the world
And you gave a name and
you turned around
You gave a new destiny
I was destined for death
I was destined for misery
But gave me your life
And no am destined to eternity with you
I am destined to your purpose
And i will always love you
Because you loved first!
The voice Dec 2012
I made a promise to my self
That i would be better
That i would change
That I would do something new
I broke that promise

Who will know
I promised my self
No one can judge me
But, if i was selfish enough to break a promise to myself
Then i can be selfish enough to break the promises i made to other people.

I promise.....
I wont promise anything anymore
A promise are words that can be lost in the air.
I will do what i set myself to do

Even if i do it alone
Or when the world is against me,
I wont give up on this journey to be myself
The voice Apr 2013
Sometimes it seems like a never
Its always the same fear and the same things
That torment us in the mid-night
Always the same sigh that wants to stop us
And we never know why ts us that it wants

Maybe I'm trying to forget that it exists when I'm surrounded by people who want to help me
but when i alone i bring it up myself
And i blame my self for a mistake i did not do
And i keep telling my self the same things
Putting it all on me

Maybe it begin to ******* my self
but i don know one thing:
That is that I made a mistake and i choose it that way
Now i have to pay for it!
With all responsibility i take my punishment

But not from a human, my punishment shall be from God
Because only he has the power to know exactly
what is, what has been, and what will be
Only he has that right
Not any one who calls themselves
Judge, or friend, or ex-bf
BUT ONLY HIM
who calls him self
MY FATHER
The voice May 2013
I don't wanna miss what matters
I wanna be reaching out
Show me the greater purpose
So I can start living right now
Outside my own little world, my own little world, my own little world
Mathew West,
Good song, dedicated
The voice Mar 2018
I stand in the middle of the room
My classmates are commanded to listen to me
I am the 14th person to present and so far, everyone has done a good job

I stand in the middle of the room
I begin to saw the name of my project
“My Poem”
I cannot remember what it was about
I do remember, what I felt

I stand in the room,
Hoping that everyone feels what I felt when I was writing it
I felt excited, my stomach had ‘butterflies’ I think
I felt the heat in my heart and the cold on my shoulders.
I felt the tingles all over my body, and the air escaping me

I stood in the middle of the room
I stand in the middle of the room
I was in the middle of the room and said
“My poem”
I heard a chuckle.

I ignored it because the ‘in love’ heart in my chest was more excited than It should have been
I continues and my voice began to play tricks on me
And the r’s rolled and the words were suddenly in another language
My mind still ignored it and continues
Because I felt I could write, and read this and everyone could love it

I stood in the middle of the room,
I waited for the, applause, the smiles, the congrats, or even a simple ‘good job’ like everyone else
Instead…
My teacher said, work on pronunciation. She said it again. Pro-noun-ci-a-tion
Ok. ‘Work on grammar.’ ‘Work on sentence structure’
“Work on being American” the chuckle said
Or the person who chuckled?

It didn’t mean much, you know
I loved writing so much that it did not matter
I would be a writer, I would continue to
STAND in the middle of the room and share my talent
And when I did, he chuckled
She chuckled, I was Mexican

Not a writer. Writers can’t be Mexican
Unless you write in Spanish and in Mexico
But I was too American for that at this point…

SO the next time I wrote I was ashamed,
Maybe if someone else wrote my writing?
But it didn’t matter,
When the teacher began reading,
The chuckle reminded the class it was the ‘Mexican’ who wrote it

“Mi nina” My mom would say
She reminded me that no only was I Mexican
I was a woman,
Only men thrive in this world
I believed it
And that is why my name is ‘The Voice’
Not my actually name,
Disclosure: I accept criticism on how to better my writing
NOT on what to write or on my background
Thanks, for a lesson I will never forget:

I make my own destiny!
The voice Mar 2013
He saved me,
He rescued me
I was falling, deep
Deeper than any other time
I knew that i could not take any more
Yet,
out of all the times I sinned
I lied
I robbed
I left
He never let me down
He was my friend, back then
Now he is my Savior
My king
The one almighty all powerful
the one who never judged me without mercy
It was his hand, and his power
The one who set me free, and I read i see,
that's not all he ever did for me
His love has been the biggest out of everything
No material thing can top who he is.
John 4:9,  In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him.
He died for me, and i shall live form him!
The voice Apr 2014
My writing is what helps me
It pushes my out of my bed in the mornings
It drags across the room to get dressed
It makes me walk all the way to the kitchen
It even whispers to me if I forget something
My writing helps me let go
And let out
But my writing will never truly speak to me
At least not in the way God will
My writing knows what I tell it
But God knows even what I still don't discover
My writing says love only if I write it,
God shows love even when I hate it
My writing needs me to pick it up
God picks me up with my writing
If you still don't see the difference
Ask God, I'm sure he will find a way!
she found a way for me!
The voice Mar 2013
He said one thing
He said another,
Now i ask
If hwat he said
was really him,
Now i know neither were true
The voice May 2015
I thought I would never be able
to forgive you
I thought I would be trapped here forever
When you left I felt lost
I was angry I was mad I was hurt
all I wanted was to make you feel the same

But now,
all has changed
words were said that hurt both of us
I asked for forgiveness
I asked for redemption
and I received much more

I received grace
I received love
I got everything I even needed
Things are now different
I can now smile without being forced

This time has served to teach a lesson
that God has it all in his hands
This time has been treasured
and now I know it is real

So now I can say
I Forgive You
New
The voice Nov 2012
New
Every day is something new
Everything turns up to be better
Yesterday something grew
Today it just bloomed

Every day i learn to love it even more
Everything is do is his better
Yesterday it was his first day
Today it is his first begging

Every day i try something new
Everything for the better
Yesterday i tried life
Today I will try living.
The voice Jan 2013
My first one
This one is special
The beginning of a new journey
I thanks God for this chance
This big oportunity to make a difference
This year is supposed to be unlucky
The year 2013
But I won't believe that
The unlucky year is my blessed year
The earth has made it passed
Wars
Massacres
Terrorism
And much more
I made it for fifteen years.
I thanks the lord and no one more for that
I thanks him for life
For joy
For all I have
Nothing more
For the life in joy
For the storm to not push me down
For the windbto blow with me and not against me
The voice Nov 2012
Down Below
Up Above
Seeing you fly,
Watch me fall.

Far from me!

I think about you
While you forget me
I think about love
While you forget us.

Far from me!

I see me hugging you
You see you running from me
I see you with all my heart
You see me with nothing more.

Far from me!

I think to believe,
That no way is there,
for a WE to exist
at any soon time.

Far from me!

And still I stand
here all alone
thinking about,
You someday being here
Next to me.
The voice Nov 2012
A nobody seeking for love
A nobody seekinf adventure
A nobody seeking for fun
A nobody seeking for a life

Hard to complain
For What he has
He has everything he
Can desire
He desired to be free
So free he is

Wandering alone in a world
Different from his own
New to what he knows
Better that how he has lived

A nobody has
Nothing more to loose
Nothing more to win
Nothing more to say
Nothing more to have

Noone else to love
Noone else left to be with
Noone else to talk to
Noone else to answer

A nobody looking for something
A nobody hoping to find something

Simply a nobody lost in his mind
And in this world
The voice Apr 2013
Maybe i got lost withing the mind flow of my life
Maybe i didnt give myself a chance to continue and get the things straight before it was too late
But either way im not perfect
I didnt paln to be
I never really wanted to be
I have found my slef looking up into the sky and seeing
Different landscapes
New sights of what could be
Something unexpected
And i know i dont make sense
but what really does?
The voice Aug 2014
I have no time for regrets tonight
not that i want to go that far
But tonight
it is time for to let it go
i asked forgiveness
and now its time for me to forgive myself
we made mistakes!
we went far, but now ill let it behind me!
The voice May 2013
Out there is where we started
Out there is when we belong
Out there is where many will stay
NOT ME
I am not staying at society's feet
at their will
I am staying where i know I fit
As a winner above what society thinks of me!
The voice Mar 2013
Sometimes i wonder if you are slefish
others i am a slave of your will
Sometimes i wonder if you even tried
As i realize that all you wanted was for you
You answer my questions and you try to make me confort
BUt as you try to make me better
You keep puching me down to the gutter
Maybe im not ready to go down with you
Maybe its not you,
maybe its me who sees the things this way,
But as we keep strugling i realize
You are weak
and there is no one more important for you than you
Even though you think its him\
Not finished yet, wait for the epilogue
The voice Mar 2013
It looks like you finally found the path
You are finally walking again
It seems, like everything fits in,
Like the sun shining again
Its part of you to keep trying to cover it
Becuase you know that the truth a lie
You wanted to hear, confort in the ear
Yet, you never tried too see further than the shore
You stayed stuck on the beach
playing with sand
how could you not see, that the real adventure was
Out there, in the water, in the ocean and in the world...
It never matter to you, that the others where there
But as time came by, you finally realized the reality...
Still not done,
But im getting there, i know im missing something, i just dont know what it is! Any help
The voice Dec 2012
One day, you wake up just another day
Going to school,
Studying and learning
Christmas is almost here you know
And a man, a crazy man who apparently did not have any proper teachings, who was crazy enough to pull out a gun and point twenty children until they were dead
What kind of man was that
What kind of creature
Because that was not a man
A man has a heart and feelings
That was not a man
That was monster who destroyed an opportunity to 20 kids 20 hopes 20 miracles
20 new lives...
God, take them with you
Make them your young angels
And show them a better life
In your city of peace and joy
The were ripped away but we know they are with you, they have you...
The voice Dec 2012
I left and went missing
I ran into the woods and got lost
But now I found my way
I walked and ran and flew
And I got all the way here
It was hard to do this and it made it,
An unforgettable journey too

I did not know that part of the road was
The laughs and the cries
The roses and the vines
The peace and the noise
Both good and bad had made this journey
A hard one but sure to win
The voice Nov 2012
One love

No words can describe what I am feeling today, right now. I see him after a long time, his eyes are still bright. His smile is still heart breaking. I still see the part of him that kills me. I am dying with the feeling that he doesn't feel the same love for me. There is something in his way of doing things, that makes me fall deep for him. The way he talks the way he laughs the way he can move mountains with one smile. I can't stop my heart from racing every-time he walks in the room. He is the light I need in my dam dark moments. Somehow I find a way to be better with him rather than without him. The way he talks and the way I can tell him everything with no pauses. He is everything I want in a prince. The simple feeling and the sensation of thinking of him makes me smile and feel a light hitting my heart.
The voice Nov 2012
I should stand up
For me
For the light
No reason to stay down
I could go and fight because
The reason is you are at the end of this road
Even though its as a friend
I know some day I will say
He is there for me and my love
For my love
The voice Nov 2012
Things are hard
Life is tough
The earth is round
The universe is shapeless.

You are one in one trillion
You have one problem
Hard to solve
You have a million reasons to fall

You feel unloved
You fell alone
I know that feeling
I have lived through all that

I have been there done that
I have had many problems
I have fought alone for my own reasons
I have had times in which I have lost control
And yes
There are times in which I wanted to
Just go back and stop fighting

When you are about to give up, think

There is someone out there
who is waiting for you to stand up
There are many reasons out there
Waiting for you to find them
And there, somewhere is something
Calling you and waiting for you to win this battle.

There are millions of people out there
With your same problems
You can relate to them and they need you to.
Some are dying and suffering because of their problems
I can not promise you the earth
But i can promise you a spot on the
Greatest and most wonderful planet in the universe.
The voice Nov 2013
it's been so long
since I took the pen
and hit the paper
But now I see that this the way
that I have chosen to show
who I am, and the filled tray
of my success and to throw
the real me!
The voice Apr 2015
I know I will be okay
I know the hard times are lessons
And you are always there
I stand facing the storm
I stand knowing I do not fight alone

Someday, when I meet you
I will be able to thank-you for everything
For loving me when no one else did
You stood next to be when everyone stood against me

I had times when life took an unexpected turn
And even with the hard times,
I felt your presence holding me strong

I can feel the tears running down my cheeks
And your breeze taking them away

I know you will never leave, even if I deserve to be alone

Just like the sun shines,
That is how sure I am of your love

In the same way that you have always stood
I know you will always stand
And help me fight through

When I feel alone and helpless
And desperate for someone to listen
I know that you will never leave me
Because you love me that much

I know you are proud of me
I know you love me
I know you care about me
I know you will always fight for me

God, I love you back!
I wrote this because they would never understand, at this point no one will, except for God!
The voice Nov 2013
I miss those playful smiles
when we stood side by side
I looked up and you looked down
Our eyes met as if for the first time
You reminded me of other times
When you touched my hands
as we waited for the doctor to say
that I could go home with you
Where we could be a family for the first time
You told me that..
you touched my hands and you felt
my soft breeze of love touch you
I remember how you once said that,
My eyes sang to you a song of love
Where those lies.
Was it my imagination
What was it?
I have the right to know...
Was it that you forgot the things I can clearly remember?
I don't understand
Was there someone else
Was the another reason
I demand an answer to your departure
You were my first word
Yes dear Daddy that's how much I love you
Too much that I still remember that you are my father
Even if another man sits in your place
that is your title
you are my father and I cant change that
Its been so long since I've tried
To forget
To forgive
To Love
All I could do was remember
All I could do is feel the pain
Ill I could do was Love someone else
But now I met Jesus, The one God
And Ill never forget because that will make me forget YOU
I cant judge you and not forgive, because I've been forgiven too
All I can do is Love because that was his mission...
I want to let you know that I'm here waiting
For you to come up and claim your tittle
Dear Father, you are stranger to me
But it is up to you to change that
Dear Father, there is someone in your place
and forgive me but I love him and I respect him
But I love you like I always have...
I'm here waiting for our eyes to meet again.
Truth is, Me and my dad haven't spend time together, Im only 16 but the pain that it feels to not have him because he doesn't want to see me, is greater than when you loose someone. Simply because it was his choice!
The voice Nov 2013
I miss those playful smiles
when we stood side by side
I looked up and you looked down
Our eyes met as if for the first time
You reminded me of other times
When you touched my hands
as we waited for the doctor to say
that I could go home with you
Where we could be a family for the first time
You told me that..
you touched my hands and you felt
my soft breeze of love touch you
I remember how you once said that,
My eyes sang to you a song of love
Where those lies.
Was it my imagination
What was it?
I have the right to know...
Was it that you forgot the things I can clearly remember?
I don't understand
Was there someone else
Was the another reason
I demand an answer to your departure
You were my first word
Yes dear Daddy that's how much I love you
Too much that I still remember that you are my father
Even if another man sits in your place
that is your title
you are my father and I cant change that
Its been so long since I've tried
To forget
To forgive
To Love
All I could do was remember
All I could do is feel the pain
Ill I could do was Love someone else
But now I met Jesus, The one God
And Ill never forget because that will make me forget YOU
I cant judge you and not forgive, because I've been forgiven too
All I can do is Love because that was his mission...
I want to let you know that I'm here waiting
For you to come up and claim your tittle
Dear Father, you are stranger to me
But it is up to you to change that
Dear Father, there is someone in your place
and forgive me but I love him and I respect him
But I love you like I always have...
I'm here waiting for our eyes to meet again.
Truth is, Me and my dad haven't spend time together, Im only 16 but the pain that it feels to not have him because he doesn't want to see me, is greater than when you loose someone. Simply because it was his choice!
The voice Feb 2013
It seems like
Time takes long to get here when you need it most
And it gets here fast when you need it to be far away.
...
Sometimes I wish it could stop for one minute
And turn the small hand in reverse
...
To that moments I let that person walk away
...
I regret so may things
But all those things made me stronger
I believe the promise God made me
That for every tear of pain
If I followed him and his words
I would receive ten times the happiness!
The bEggining of my poem. Performing it at a slam in a month. Hopefully!!!
The voice Dec 2012
life takes away the most important things to you
"its to make you stronger"
Puts in your way the worst obstacles
"its to make you stronger"
separates you from loved one
"its to make you stronger"
And gives you the best people in the end
"Its the reward for patience
The voice Jul 2014
"This is my ride
I got inside and fly
higher the skies
and even birds get jealous
I go under the deep waters
where sight is unseen
but I! See EVERYTHING
i am the light
i am the salt
that seasons the world
i am the liberty some can only dream of
i am bread that satisfies
I am water the flows alive
i am the shadow that guards you
and the security
that gives life for you
But i am also the prince of your story
The king of your dream
The one man who gives everything for a smile
I gave my throne and my crown
for you
SO that someday you would wear it
And i got a cross and a crown of throns
so that u could be with me once again... "
And so this is what the lord said one morning in july when i thought i was left alone. Cuz the best inpiration is him!!!
The voice Nov 2012
Sometimes I feel stuck,
I feel like I have to fall
But that is not an option
Becaus I know that falling
Won't make me better

I know that falling is not a key
I won't open any doors at all
I know that the steps I take,
Are worth something
Maybe not now
Maybe not here
But somewhere and at some time
Those steps will tell my story

I am tired of stopping
I am tired of falling
For love
For friendship
For fakes
I won't fall again

I am strong enough now
I know the difference between true
And fake
I know my reality now
I know where I am headed too
I am heading to victory

Falling
Giving up
And looking back
Are not on my list
I won't step back and I will make it
BEcause in the end it will be worth it...
The voice Jul 2013
When I was smaller I wanted a relationship like Cinderella's, At age 10, I wanted to fall in love like Belle because she saw a prince and not a best. At age 14 I wanted love just that!!! And at age 15 I realize I was loved since the beginning of time by one king. By the one who made me, who called me from the ashes, who rescued me from the world, who broke the chains that hold me. Now I don't want to choose my relationship, I want him to choose it, once I am ready because wont make a mistake in whom he chooses for me! Meanwhile I will live to please only God in my youth, in my talents, in my mornings, days night, in all my life, I am completely his!!!!
The voice Dec 2012
They fall form the skies to my feet
They glow in the dark and they lead me through a maze
Ribbons of all colors that  play with my emotions
The blue one makes me feel satisfied
Yellow is my peace
Red is what makes me love with passion
Purple are days when it rains and i love the rain
Black is my hope, because the darkest moments,
are my bravest situations

Ribbons
Something that reunites me with something far from home.
Something deep down in my heart.
It is waiting to come out but those ribbons
bring it all out for everyone to see.
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