poetry: not promised tomorrow

I wrote this poem in September of 2022.

just me and my entire universe

we’re not promised tomorrow, so we must make the best of our todays-
making community with our friends, reconnecting with our roots
loving our children with a loud fervor
we’re not promised tomorrow, so we must appreciate
everything we have
the legs that take us on walks and runs
the creativity that flows from our minds
the laughter shared with loved ones

Poesía: Injusto

Here is the English version of this poem:

https://lifeonthebpd.com/2021/11/26/poetry-unfair/

Me siento
molesta, enojada, frustrada
cuando pienso en ti

Estoy
deprimida, miserable, desilusionada
desde que me abandonaste

Mientras tu estas
Feliz, reluciente, brillante
eres un idiota miserable

Es injusto
que el destino me lleve a alguien
que me daría un dolor tan profundo