Musing of a prayer at almost 22

I don’t know you.
My tongue can’t bare to move
Itself to speak
To you anymore.
If you are there
Show me,
Take these words
And prove me wrong.

Prayer while entering adulthood

Abuela says you can guide me
To be better
And to succeed,
So I should succumb to the power
Of your holy blood,
But I have my doubts
About you.

16 year old on suicide watch prayer

If you see me and hear me,
If you love me,
Like they say you do
Then take these thoughts and bury them
For me.
Heal these wrists.
Let me know you hear
The thoughts inside.
Let the glass shard
Shatter,
Before it presses down.

A teenage prayer on prayers

If ever these words
Manage to find you,
Hold them
And guard them for me,
Press them against yourself,
Taste them
And swallow
So that even your blood
Knows them.
Bear witness to them
Till you're ready to fulfill them.

A prayer five years later

I don't need you
as much as mami does,
so nestle her in yourself,
hold her there
so that she knows to be calm
if I happen to meet you
face to face before she does.

Prayer Poems

A prayer from a five year old me

Diosito if you can help papi,
Wipe the white dust off his nose,
And let him remember my name,
My face, even when his eyes
Are lost somewhere
Bring him back
And keep him here with us.
Melt the soft belly of his feet
To the ground
And let him stick for me,

I’ll be thankful.
I don’t need much
Just mami and papi
And less bottles,
And belts,
And bad words,
Then I can be happy.

Peaches

We used to pick them fresh,
Right off the branch,
From the tree in the front yard
And place them in a basket
To take inside and taste and devour.
You’d wash them for me,
Me too tiny to reach the sink,
Then take the knife
And carve, swiftly,
Slicing off a smiling slice
For me to eat.
Now your twirled fingers
And paper skin can carve
Only lopsided smiles,
Gnarled and unfamiliar.
Let me take the knife
And dig into peaches
For you to enjoy.