Cristy Sesma Apr 11

My heart feels cold
Heavy like a rock
tied to my feet
Slowly dragging me
to the end of your strings

I feel my words drowning me
I dont know if you listen to my songs
Underestimating the rythm
My heart beats by its own
I know you cant listen

You found your own
Maybe im not ready
Maybe you were not
Can I be a better version of myself?
For you, It seems like I couldn't

Every time you touched my skin
I gave you myself
You could not see it
Everytime I spoke to you
I gave you my mind

Sex was not my game
Your touch blew me away
Smelling you my favorite part
Of that day

You were a closed book
No blank pages for me
The more I wanted to be a part
The more you pushed me away
Dolling next to you

Cristy Sesma Apr 11

I ask around about me
What people see
That way I perceive
A game of hide and seek

I see their soul
The words they chose
To talk about my sin
Betray their own skin

Sex is a man weakness  
Seems like my magnet
Maybe I need some kindess
You only play with my sadness

Weak or strong
Nothing or all
Who do you see?
You dont even know

Im not the answer you seek
Not in the world you live in

Cristy Sesma Jan 23

Blank pages
The way everything begins
Is fiction mocking reality? Or is it the other way around?
Who fucking cares
Everybody is looking for themselves
I look in the mirror and I see I'm there
Understand the trick
Is not about finding
It is about creating
We, the people are the masters of imagination
Lack the truth and realization
Hoping someone else comes and gives us answers
Underestimating our peace of mind
Freedom is in our blood
Our heart pumping, our veins running
Cells made of stardust
In this nonsense
I want to make my own revolution
I dont need a god I only need to love
Free living, running, and dancing
Understanding I am this world
And this world is I
We dont co-exist we are simply one.

Cristy Sesma Jan 19

Freedom from my mind
This is why I write for
Fancy words are for the academic
Rhymes are for the educated ear
Or the musician
Poems are for the romantics and the sentimentalist
Words and a paper
Are meant for the caged bird
Dreams of flying
I portray in my words
This is the way I survive
Emotions, feelings
Crying and laughter
Play on the background of my notes

Cristy Sesma Jan 17

Crystal bones
breaks with a single touch
Thick muscle heart
Smile full of life
Or full of lies
It doesnt matter
Whatever you want
You will oblige
Your wish is her command
Everybody falls in love with the broken girl
Empty holes fills your needs
Not knowing who she is
Make her yours to be
Always looking for a home
Not knowing she is whole
Her weakness, your strength
That hole is your fucking doll
She tries hard to please
make everybody freel at ease
Mistaking it for love
she doesn't find her place
everything falls

Cristy Sesma Jan 17

I miss you in places we've never shared
I miss you in every other face
Somebody told me this is a boring mistake
but this sentence burns inside my lungs
doesn't let me breathe
I need the smell of your hair
where my head decides to rest
I need you to hug me thight
mostly at night
I thought it was your hand that kept touching mine
it turns out it was only his
I didn't wanted closed to mine
the touch of another hand makes me cringe
makes me want to go crawling, begging back to you
But i wont do it,
I'll find a way to erase you.
Then the night comes the stars are dancing
My bed gets crazier
My head is dizzy and I meet you once again in my dreams
Always kissing you
Erase my memory
Let this pain fade away
because my love I know one thing
Love does not end this way
it does not end this fast
if you don't love me like I do
Take all of what you gave me
Keep all of what I gave you
And forgive me
for every way I try to forget you
I wont be fair in my despair
I never was
Its too hard my pain to handle
I cant get on my knees if you wont hug me
I just have to watch you go
Slip away as my favorite season
You wont kiss my neck anymore

Cristy Sesma Jan 9

I try to write you a song
But I had writers block
No words on my mind
I see them all in your eyes
Maybe you can say them at loud
Give them back to me
I will make you a gift
Full of joy and peace
Songs, poems or a letter
Sensitive skin
I would love to hold your knee
Your head back looking at the stars
Flying holding hands
There's no ceiling in our minds
Vibes and sparks
Connecting us
Making us one

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