In the light of day many hide behind masks,
Once the sun falls and the moon rises,
In the darkness the truth is always revealed.

Very few refrain from hiding,
Very few come out to light,
For most would rather lurk in the shadows than face what life is like.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

Remember,
To dance when no one is watching
To write when an idea arises
To draw when you feel the urge
To laugh when you find things amusing
To cry is something upsets yoy
To scream if something frightens you

Remember,
To let your emotions run free
To keep an open mind
To keep an open heart
To feel without regrets

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

And so time has flown
And in my memories it all remains
The unbreakable bond that once was
A friendship.

Terminated on one end but
Very much alive on this end,
Yes,
Very much alive.

And as the time goes on
The memory becomes more precious,
And as the time goes on
The loyalty from here resides,
Very much alive.

A friendship that no matter how damaged,
It is still very much Alive.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

They are coming after me...
I can hear them braking the chains...
Screams, cries, silence...

Silence at once,
Is it over?
Am I saved?

Screeching...
I hear screeching, crying and screaming...
They are coming for me!

I hear them,
They are everywhere,
Spinning in circles,
All around me they've come for me!

I hear them.
I hear my inner demons.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

Sad is when a loved one passes,
Unbearably depressing is to watch a loved one deteriorate.

When their mind twists,
The concience unraveling.

Addicted to control,
Addicted to unrealistic expectations.

A complete change from withing themselves.

It is harder to watch a loved one die on the inside and become a stranger, than it is to watch them pass.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

The tales of a man once loved,
He who resorted to misstreating others.
Turned vial, turned dark.
He tore through hearts as if they were a craved meal.
Pulling and shredding souls with words so unforgivable to young minds.
Pushing them towards suicide he felt at ease.
A bully of minds with a cowardly heart.
They will remember him
They won't forgive him
Someday when he passes there will be no audience to his demise,
There will be no tolerance for he who is certain he is above all else.
He is a bully of the worst kind.
One who bullied a young girls mind.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

A man blamed,
A man feared,
A male struggle.

You give her a compliment,
She blames you for objectifying her.
You give the promotion to a better contender,
She accuses you of ****** harassment.
She gets vindictive.

She wears skimpy clothing,
It's hard not to notice,
Two seconds later,
You're labeled a pervert.

You want to provide,
So her nails are always polished,
She calls you a sexist,
All you had done was make her your queen.

So what is so wrong about being a man?
Nothing.
Why are you blamed for things never done?
Unknown.

Everyone speaks of the female unfairness,
Yet no one remembers the male sacrifice.

That women too exploit the male gender,
All so they can move up a ladder.
A sense of entitlement,
A pity self secured,
Used as excuses,
In everyday life.

Why is it okay for her to objectify you,
But she gets cradled in sympathy when you give a compliment?

Why is it okay for her to ask you to cook,
But sexist if you ask her for a meal?

Why should you always pay the check if she claims to be so independent then?

Why is there such a defined double standard?

I am a woman,
To empower man.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros