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Gabriel Herrera Sep 2020
I wonder how my ancestors feel
Knowing their escape from home
Would lead
To children ***** in cages

Unheard of conditions
Like their rabid dogs

But really puppies still needing their mothers milk

Who made those cages you call sanctuary
Who made those tinfoil sheets you call warmth
Who made those regulations?
Ripping the child from their parents grip
I've seen the ******* pictures
Those kids were strangling their mothers and fathers in order to not let go

There's no need for translation
This is universal
These children are treated like felons
With no warrant
No warning

Is this justice?
Does my so called president get off to this?

Is he not satisfied enough with his spray tan?

He takes it out on us?

I wake up in my bed
Every day I cant fathom
The nightmare those children wake up to
Alone with others like that look just like them.
Looking in the reflection their tears molded onto the shivering pavement

I cant even imagine

The thoughts that may race through their young and impressionable minds

Do they think they deserve it?
Do they think this is their fault?

If and when they do finally escape

How scarred will they be?

They already have a criminal record for being born

How will they survive in a society that imprisoned them before given an education

Before given a ******* a chance.
Gabriel Herrera Sep 2020
Do You remember when you were the thought that embraced me when I was scared

I'm not a coward but with you

I was


Not weak

Just safe enough to let go of my puffed chest and tightened biceps

I think back and I miss it like the first two baseballs in Chicken Little

For all the same reasons I miss childhood

In both ways I was secure
Taken care of

Reckless with decisions
My deception for healthy options
Was twisted in the twinkies tucked away in Zombieland

Nevertheless, I leaned on for support too much

I grew through all the pain
Pins and needles digging into my funny bones to laugh louder than the comedian in a dead crowd

And to no avail
I lay in dry blood covered in fresh scars
Poorly injected incisions
Equally infected decisions
Gabriel Herrera Aug 2020
My expectations
Present me
With a
Shared Sharp Shard
Of Glass

As rotten blood trickles down
Each spectacle

Overwhelming evidence
Seeps in each
Prickling crack

Blood wheeps
Floorboard creaks
It's the mailman
What a creep
Gabriel Herrera Aug 2020
First and foremost
I will smother your canvas in painted handprints
Dignified touch
Such risks
Blue blood
Sincere matrimony
A cost
That the poor will pay to see
They'll amuse it to be

Fine tasting toilet water

Line dancing on eggshells

Flat footed *******
We'll make this exhibit our beautiful disaster
Gabriel Herrera Aug 2020
Maybe I ate too much that night
Maybe I acted immature
Maybe I didn't consider you feelings
Maybe I loved you
Maybe I hate myself

That May be

Maybe I wanted that phone call to last one more minute
Maybe I didn't want you to be a lesson learned
Maybe I could lose a couple pounds
Maybe I could dress different
Maybe I should grow my hair out

That may be

Maybe I could've opened that car door
Maybe I fought the unwinnable
Maybe I cried too loud
Maybe I texted too fast
Maybe I believed in us

That may be

Maybe I am insane
Maybe I needed more time
Maybe I listened to the wrong people
Maybe I can make it to you
Maybe I can have one more chance

That may be

May I
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
You say you want the entire platter
But your appetite says it can only
Handle a sample
Let's see how much you can digest
Or is it too much to swallow?
You're hungry
But you're a fool
I get it
You don't wanna overeat
You want leftovers
So many options the next day
Yet, you just snack
What's up with that?
A concept I've been experiencing
People lead you on to believe they want the world from you
And when you've almost given it to them
They tell you it's too much
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
Owls never lie
Foul fellows die
Follow the rules you must abide by
Follow the grapevine
Tell me what you find
Dine with a nice guy
You'll have a swell time

Laugh with the fools
Swim in the pools
Speak about waste
It will leave your mouth with an ugly taste
Carry your baggage upon your shoulder
Be sure to bring a sweater
It's gotten colder

If you spot a woman attacked, you better defend her
Lose your loose ties
It will benefit your last lies
Find the right woman
Hopefully, she won't end up like your past wives
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
Wind turbines
Are nothing
Compared to my
Phone line

Travelling through utility poles
Filling the hole of my lost soul

Wind to electricity
Is saddening

Phone to chemistry
Is ever so satisfying

The winds cool breeze freeze the hearts

The wires divine line admires our scorching spark

Emerging fire
Others admire
As she gently moans under my tangled wire

My electricity intensifies
Within my phone line

Oh she's so fine
So fine
And all mine

I ignite a fatal spark to those who dare wish to repair my line

I'm fine
Can't you see that I am not alone
I have my phone
In hand

And yes, I understand she's long away
But whenever she dances
I sense her in my arms
She has a tender sway
Long Distance relationships is adventure with no meaning

Just fun
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
I recall, caramel mocha frappe

Taste was good and that's about all

I recall, delusional chemistry

Breaking up seven times and making up six.

I recall, English 101

Meant to be in high school but stuck in eighth grade with me.

I recall, A Wing

An Amazon

I recall, freshman orientation

Handprint staircases

I recall, Spanish class

Skipping lunch to digest some knowledge in the biblioteca

I recall, Chick Fil A in a mall

Back of a car with a handful

I recall, sneaking out with the boys

Upset over Pink Floyd for the wrong reasons

I recall, a trip down memory lane

Writing a poem
Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020
Everyone salivates over you for your assets
You seem to choose the men that abuse
You're black and blue
A man with spoken care and knowledge is overdue
Your bruises open your eyes
They drive you into welcoming infinite skies
Dry your eyes
You're almost there
Lay in bed into the fading night
Dream a dream of a better life with beaming light
Once you wake, you'll cry no more
You'll awaken to a knight that loves to adore
He'll slay your sadness
He'll buy you tickets to cruises to ensure there will be no more bruises
Abusing fades inside
No more tears inside
Lay and wait, don't hide
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