I was beaten.
Punched.
Slapped.
Pushed.
Drinks spilled over me.
Dishes thrown and broken.
I was cursed at.
Verbal stricken down.
Looking back on it now it's kinda funny.
People hear this and wonder why I stayed.
In all honesty, I don't even understand it myself.
I guess I just really try to see the best in people.
I can't help who I am.
I just choose to see the light in the people who need it the most.
This is no confession of love but yet a declaration that I refuse to give up on the people of this world.

I Dream Of You

I dream of you.
It seems like every night you find your way into my thoughts as an ant to sugar.

I dream of you.
I dream about the memories of our love from various times as though life was flashing before my eyes.

I dream of you.
There must be a reason for this to continue but yet i have no clue as to what the puzzle really is.

I dream of you.
I cant help but wonder if the reason i dream of you is because you also dream of me.

What happens when we begin to lose sight of ourselves?
When we begin to hide it all from everyone, we drift away.
No one can read minds.
The smile we give makes them believe we are OK though untrue.
The laughs we gives are empty but only we see it.
We lose faith in it all and then what happens?
Why can't we just let ourselves fade away.
Drift away in the dark for too long and it's hard to get back.
Times like these we need someone to be there.
Don't be afraid to let others know how you feel because there are those who want to help.
Faith in others is what helps us thrive and yet we forget at times.
Let the world know your pain and you might just be surprised who will stand by you.

Return from the dark
By Adrian Trejo
8-30-16