As childhoods flourished
We were always told
Up in the skies we had a valuable soul
A guardian angel watching us grow
One for each one
To watch over us
To be our helping hand
As this rose bloomed
She came to see
Her guardian angel was not in the sky
Her guardian angel roamed through the night
Sometimes in a tie
Others in a chef coat
Regardless of clothes he watched over her
With hugs and laughs years of a friend
It wasn't till now that she came to see
Not only an angel was he
But a friend much more than she could see
He'd smile at her
Even when she was not in sight
It kept her alive through lonely nights
He was a friend a guardian, you see
A helping hand in times of need
Soon her eyes were opened
He kept her safe
He kept a smile on her face
She will always believe
She will always love
She will always be thankful
For her guardian angel.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

Find a way
To be okay
You'll be alright
i'm here by your side
Remember
Remember

I'll guide away
The fears from today
You'll be alright
I'm here by your side
Remember
Remember

I found a way to be alright
I found a way to leave tonight

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

Quill plus ink,
The sum of imagination.
Paint plus brush,
Sums the arts.
Notes plus chords,
Sum of sound.
All in all creativity found.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

Lift the corners to the sky,
Squint the door to your soul,
So the past in past will lie,
Maybe now you'll smile some more.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

What will be,
Mustn't change.
What we'll see,
Mustn't blind.
What we'll say,
Mustn't mute.
What will fly,
Mustn't fall.
What will dance,
Mustn't trip.
What we'll dream,
Mustn't fade.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

Her maturity level lingers bellow average.
Always believed you to deserve a better woman to wed.
Perhaps a Diamond or a beautiful Ruby, yet the ring was placed on a rhinestone.
A man far from selfish to wed a woman, if even that, with more self love than true should be.
Thoughts came accross of wether judging a book by its cover was my path here.
Yet she spoke and her ***** of unthought of sentences poured out like the night after.
Her cover seemed oddly better than what actually was.
Sad isn't it?
A man I hold dear to my heart and existence,
To wed the selfish.
In today's times we do not seek what is deserved.
No.
We seek what is thought to be deserved and you love, you dug deep in the pits.
To break two hearts for her own joy.
The dissease crawling through her skin and flowing in her veins known simply as jealousy.
Hatred without reason, she spills.
Life has a rather humorous way to finish our stories.
Broken apart by a walking sin.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

You've got a shield to hide behind,
For now.
You've got his eyes locked on you,
For now.
The day will come.
His eyes will widen in realization of your selfish carcas of a personality,
Your shield will dissolve away with your fears beginning to consume your body inch by inch.
And when that day comes you will wish you never stepped a foot on this planet, your worst nightmares will become your dreams.
Succubus will become nothing to what the glass shattered before you will reveal.
No number of ghosts or demons will compare to what your eyes will feast upon the day this world reaches through your chest and clenches the rock of a heart you posses tearing it out of your frail body.
You will sit in a chair strapped as can be and watch as your pebble of a heart is crushed with the hammer of your own self pitty.
Beg for nightmares for they are the least frightening for what will stand your way.
And as your blood runs from the slit in your throat to the paved floors, a smile bigger than sunlight will stare right at you.
Thirsty for blood and no blood tastes more rewarding than the one from the knife which penetrated right through your worthless body of a harlet.
The night the psychopath within will be unleashed to feast on the taste of your selfish, ice cold blood and flesh.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros