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Mar 2018 · 316
Mother
Trixie Santos Mar 2018
A cozy summer day,
Hoping that it won’t go away.
Everything’s fine as I lay
While listening to what she says.

I will always be amazed
On how her mind works like a maze.
Attitude hidden in haze,
Beautiful like how a fire blazed.

I easily found comfort in her face–
Or should I say “in the way she moves with grace”
She will always be an elegant place–
A place where my heart and soul can freely lace.

A mother is a never-ending sunlight
On a long, tiring, and stressful summer night.
She is a woman who is worth the fight,
And a person who will inspire you to be bright.
Oct 2017 · 306
My Journal
Trixie Santos Oct 2017
In every single page of you,
My indescribable thoughts were written.
And in everything that I've been through,
You are always there to listen.

You never fail to make me feel comfortable
Everytime I talk without a limit.
Your gentleness is irresistable;
You make me feel that I will never regret it.

You see the depths of my heart
But still, you gave me everlasting bliss.
In every piece of me you left an art,
You sealed me with a quick kiss.
the first poem that I wrote for him
Oct 2017 · 345
Last Good Bye
Trixie Santos Oct 2017
I was a smoke filled with hope
But you were an air filled with dope
And no matter how we try to be tough
We will never be enough
  
I keep on fixing myself
But you ended up destroying me
All I wanted was to hold you
But you never let me

I was a sky filled with clouds
But then you were a storm
And we both know
We were never meant to be together

Your lies were my comfort
I thought it was the truth
But it gave me pain like a cut
Deeper than what I expected

You saw me at my worst
But it was nothing to you
My tears seem to burst
There's nothing you can do

Too much pain I can't hide
I've got no strength to cry
I promise you'll never know my side
It's my last good bye.
Dec 2015 · 672
Empty
Trixie Santos Dec 2015
Standing amidst solitary darkness,
My heart becomes so empty and less fragile.
Sitting at the foyer of my weakness,
I felt the freedom to forget with agile.
  
I know that the pain in me doesn't last;
And in my heart, I found no sign of cleft.
All of my memories faded and had passed.
Henceforth, there will be no emotions left.

I forgot everything that you've done—
And no, you didn't make me feel dumb.
Now all of my sufferings hath gone.
I just realize that I am numb—

Thou art the reason why my heart is cold,
But now, I am strong and precious as gold.

— The End —