I am not empty
                                               I am Full
even during the most
sorrowful
days

I am not
helpless,                               I Know
my words Create and
my thoughts
Can Built
worlds

Even in the darkest
of rooms, I Know
I am
not just the dim lights
or the darkness

                                                I Understand
I am Brimming with Life,
and                                         that I am
the Daughter of                    Possibility

even when those
around me
shackle themselves
to negativity, to stagnation
and to fear;
                  I Know
           my state of mind
                    is                            Precious
                                                    as is
             my entire                      Body

At the end
their opinions are
no indicator,
no meter or jury that
presides over
my Life’s                                Value
only                                        this Fullness  
of Spirit,
                                                the Wholly
nature
of my                                      Smile
                                                Can tell you,
Yes indeed
even with reasons
to despair
                                                I am
                                               WHOLESOME
                                               to my Core



                              ...
                Are you on the way?
Have you reached the same address yet ?
I leave messages on the eternal answering
machine hoping you hear them. Do you at least see the blinking red light?
                              ...
               We are wholesome,
                   Maria screams
                      as the orange being cut
                          over the counter
                 unfolds what’s in front of us:
            simplicity.
                               ...
The needle of
acceptance
suturing a wound with
clarity, let’s us know
that this cycle
of harming
of repeating sadness
is not the end point,
just a step before                    HEALING
                                                  OCCURS

365 sunsets
yet i still remember
how your fingertips
danced along
the curve of my hips,
and how much it hurt
when you walked
out the door.

i guess that is the gift
of feeling too much
there will always be
too many memories
slowly burning,
too many words
to describe how i felt.
forever picking
at the wound,
leaving me aching.

i threw out the ring you gave me

And the coffee was cold
so was He

There is a fire within each one of us,
It is greater than the sun,
It is in our bones,
It is within the intricate pattern of our lungs.

If you let us then;
This very fire within us,
Will let us touch,
It will let us feel,
It will let us love,
It will make us heal.

If you let us then;
This very fire within us,
Will give us freedom,
It will make us escape from the boundaries,
Of this earthly kingdom.

Give us a chance,
We can try,
'cause there is a fire within each one of us,
That you cannot deny.

A hug is a husk
that wraps the flesh tight
and ties the two hearts -
one on the right,
the other on the left,
beating solidly on both sides,
balanced and complete.

All I want
Is for my friends and family to be safe
I want to protect them
From all the sorrows they feel

A lot of what I’ve felt from this world
Is rotten
The rot spreads, to anything that is nearby
All I want
Is for my friends and family
To be away from the rot in this world

All I want
Is for this world to stop rotting
Because my friends and family
Live in this world

All I want
Is for this world to stop rotting

All I want
Is for this world to heal

All through out my childhood
My dad was there, he was great.
When I look back now, It’s conspicuous
He was there, just not there for me.

He was there, just not there for me.
I grew up to seek someone like him
to be there for me.
To be there for me, to feel valued & worthy.

Fact is trauma repeats itself, I felt unvalued & unworthy all over again.  
Little did I know, someone like him will again be, just like him.