todo lo que hago es para ti
mi anhelo es que tu puedes encontrarte

que cada vez que miras a las nubes

que cada vez que miras a las alturas

que cada vez que miras al oceano

vez a ti misma en su refleccion

I am responsible for the knowledge that feeds my head.
It hasn’t been getting fed

My lovers skin I have been
Sticking to them like humid clothes in the sweltering heat
Attached when I know I need to release them

The hurt goes so deep
I barely have the sheer willpower to confront it
Even heal from it

I remember the best moments
I relive the worst

Protecting everything you have inside
Refusing to let your vital organs spill out
I poured into you
I chose you
I fought for you
I loved you

Your smell
Your taste
Your sight

All etched into my memory
Affecting my Being
Like the carvings inside caves
Left for another to deduce it’s timeless meaning

You have in me made impressions
Not unlike the steps in sand
The rifts of earths highest and lowest points
A summation of everything that has ever been
And everything that ever will

Now I know why
You are not worth it anymore

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This one is a hard one
All these emotions
That wane and wax like the illuminesence that brightens our nights
All these emotions
That drown me under the tides of isolation and incomprehension
All these emotions
That eviscerate me in the moment

But that's the thing about time
It passes

It is easy to be drowned out by the perception of others

It's easier to feed others when you yourself are starving

It's easiest to lose sight of your purpose when you're fixated on these things

It's difficult to choose yourself, but I promise once you trust yourself and believe

I know that anything is possible