(2014)
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By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled