Gisselle Pena: Poems

Aug 2013 · 520

With Time

Gisselle Pena Aug 2013

Who knew that in a year, things could change so much

That the love of your life, could become your worst enemy
That despite the more you've learned the more clueless you've become

Who knew that in a year, you could be back to where you were, not knowing where to go
I didn't know that within a year I would end up hating myself, hating the person I've become

I have always been fascinated with planes; I have always admired the fact that they can go anywhere,that there is no limit

And I realize for the first time in my life, I don't know what is to come
But music and poetry help me survive,

and I start to finally let my heart have a say
I realize that I need to do things that I want, that in the end I can be an airplane and have no limit

And with time, I can end up where I want to be

But I know I have to start small, that everything starts small
And it will be entirely up to me to make it big

Aug 2013 · 415

Corra

Gisselle Pena Aug 2013

Corra

I wrote you, because I so longed for you to be me
I wrote you because I wanted to feel powerful

I felt useless, so I created you, the better me
You are the stronger me

I think of you when I feel weak, because I know you would be able to fight better than I

You can use your head instead of your heart,
You can love without it getting in the way

I made you to face a problem head on, and to not be afraid
I think of you when I don't want to be me, when I don't want to be scared
You take me away to your world, the world I have always wanted to live

Because in your world, I can do anything
I can become you

I created you to become free and fight for what you believe
I made you to be capable of anything

I wanted you, because you're the person I want in my story
Because I know I could never fill that place

Aug 2013 · 473

What I Had to Give

Gisselle Pena Aug 2013

What I Had to Give

I felt so trapped
I am so young, yet I couldn't figure out what I had to give

One day I want to get out, I thought
But I couldn't find what I had to give

Walking around, I could see everyone beginning to spread their wings
Finding their power, their magic, their tricks
All their hands and eyes glowed
And then there was me, figuring out what I had to give

I felt like I had nothing
My drive was beginning to die away
Maybe I will be here forever, maybe my wings will never grow

But I thought about what I loved most in the world
So I opened my mouth and notes were beginning to fall out, and music was in the air
Suddenly words began to form and I wrote them down

I looked at my hands and I saw them start to glow
I could feel my eyes shimmering
And my tiny wings beginning to spread

It wasn't that I discovered something,
I unraveled something that was already there
A talent finally worth giving
And so I found out what I had to give

Aug 2013 · 698

My Tiger

Gisselle Pena Aug 2013

My Tiger

There was once a time when my head was down and eyes closed
A time where I was hardened and so far away
I was on my own separate island

But each day, he would come by to see me, a friend who I had never noticed
Each day he would make me feel a little more special
Every day my smile would grow wider and wider
And my hardened self would begin to soften

He was a someone so opposite from me
a someone I had never seen before
And the more he came over, the more curious I got

I began to look into him, going deep into his mind
His similarities lured me in, and his differences called me,
And as I went deeper I found something incredible

I began to unravel a lovely creature
Something so magnificent and frightening
Like a tiger catching its prey

I went in so deep,
That I left his mind
And went into his heart

My trust in him shocked me but
His trust in me shocked me even more
We opened up to each other like flowers in the sun

He became more than a friendly companion
He became my love
My love that helped me forget, forget about the pain in the world

And as we got so close,
I reached out my hand to finally touch him,
But I soon realized that he was never mine, he simply belonged to someone else
And the illusion of being with someone, left me alone

Aug 2013 · 638

How Much We Forget

Gisselle Pena Aug 2013

How Much We Forget

How much I love you,
How much I want to be with you,
And How much we have forgotten,
Do you remember our feelings when we touched?
When we stared into each others eyes and would get lost in a journey of infatuation?
Do you remember when our lips would yearn for each other?
When they would get lost in each other when they would meet?
Do you remember the aches we felt?
Our never ending tears falling?
Do you remember being torn apart? The excruciating pain?
No, you probably don't,
Because eventually we forget.
Eventually, we forget the pain.
We forget all feelings, including the love.

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