Poetry: Let Go
I wrote this poem in August of 2022.
I let go of control over what I can’t change
and allow the source to do what’s best for me
because faith has always shone a light in me
because I’ve never felt alone because of her
she has the power to transform,
she provides the hope for me to go on
as I walk towards self worth, confidence
and empowerment in my heroine’s journey
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poetry: attention
Aqui esta la version en Espanol:
Poesia: La Misma Historia
I’d rather be berated and hated
than ignored and treated with indifference
call me a lunatic, call me a bitch
call me the worst mistake of your life
JUST CALL ME ANYTHING!
Then I’ll know I won
because I’ve imprinted on your memory
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Poesia: Hogar
Escribi este poema en agosto de 2022.
El hogar que he construido me deja con felicidad en mi corazón
porque he luchado mucho para llegar
AquÃ, a un sitio que me llena de orgullo, a un sitio que me llena de amor
El hogar que tengo ahora es algo seguro que nunca se ira
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Canción del DÃa 😘😪🥳
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poetry: so jealous
aquà esta la versión en español:
PoesÃa: Decepción
nothing ever happens to my exes after they leave-
they don’t blink, they don’t flinch, they don’t need therapy
and I’m so incredibly jealous of that!
They’re carefree and without any feelings-
Absconding without blame or any responsibility
While I’m left in a spiral of shame and regret
and many times losing my sanity
How many more mental breakdowns will I have before accepting=
love is always a dangerous game for me-
no matter how casual and detached I try to be
my nature will always be to give, give, give
Until I lose parts of my identity
Maybe this is how I keep attracting narcissists?
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Song of the Day 🥰 🥰🥰💞💞
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Song of the Day 🥳 celebrating my last day of therapy 🥳
Song of the Day 🤣”what’s the worst thing that could happen?”
Song of the Day 🥳I’m ready to book the marching band🥳
God’s Love
I nurture my soil with love and everything that makes me smile
Excitement stirs inside of me thinking of all my untapped potential
and the poems and stories that are yet to be written
The soil I step in is solid and I am grounded and calm
Is this what’s called God’s love?
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Poetry: Halfway through 41
I wrote this poem in August of 2022.
Halfway through 41, I am truly alone
no potential love candidates
and sometimes the loneliness threatens to kill my soul-
But I know better than to suffer through another deception
so I process all of my feelings through poetry
Hoping it’s enough to keep the romantic in me
from making another mistake
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Top Ten Movies
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Todo Sobre Mi Madre
Roma
All About A Boy
La Historia Oficial
Sylvia
Mujeres Al Borde De de un Ataque de Nervios
Annie Hall
Frida
Fools Rush In
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poesia: giro
Here’s is the English version of this poem:
Poetry: Crooked Turn
otro giro equivocado más en el amor y perderé la fe para siempre
porque siguiendo repetir la misma tragedia
es una locura que está acabando con mi espÃritu, con mi alma
mejor serÃa quedarme sola que seguir perdiendo partes de mi
por mi anhelo de ser amada
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