Hey There Delilah,

Is it nice under that moonstar

Hey there stranger 

Did you see the news today?

It said it might rain....

Would you come out and play?

Delilah,

Are you breathing ok?

Is your heart racing again?

Delilah, 

Lets wear a mask to come out and play?

Is it time to make friends again?

Delilah,

wash your hands and count to ten again....

don't you dare touch your nose 

your eyes or anyone ever again...

Delilah please don't die today my friend.

SOmeone I used to Know

I ran into someone I used to know

I read in between the lines

I read and heard all she had to say

Did I know you ......whispered my heart 

Did we know her ...

Screamed my mind

I read all these words..

she wrote 

she painted on these pages

memories?

dedicated to people ?

what did she say ?

Why does it make sense

Have I hear this before

are they lies from someone I used to know 

sonrisa falsa

Mira que bonita me veo 

Desde que ya no me pongo tu sonrisa falsa

Te acuerdas 

Que me así as sonreír sin querer

Te acuerdas 

Tu sonrisa falsa 

Por que yo no fui lo que esperabas 

Mira que bonita me veo 

Desde que sonrió

Para mi !

this is real you are here

good morning

sun rays through the window pierced my eyelids

good morning I said in my mind 

as I lay there with my eye shut

the red in my eyelids pierced in my mind

five more minutes 

the cuddles pillow in my head and the soft embrace of the sheets

rockedme back to sleep

good morningove again

yes yes good morning my mind swispered

without openingmy eyes

i began to waken the rest of my senses

are these sea gulls ringing inmy ears

are those palm trees dancing with the wind

is that sea salt tickleing my nose

finally the exitement openes my eyes

the sun rays blistering my eyes

my body finds the strength to move and slide my head to the side

in the window i see a small row of suculentes glicering in the window sil

there it is the blue sky reminding me

yes your not dreaming

this is real

you are here

this is real

take it all in

dreams due come ture 

you are here

this is real  

still breathing

raindrops
and daffodils
cupcakes and dragons
wedding dress and killer trails

guitar strings and magnolias

who can tell what normal looks like in the day light
who knows the why to the caos in my head
the truth is
that i am still breathing by God's grace

lost unicorn

Lost once more 
Amazing how these cycles of life keep making me dizzy
Unbelievable how stupid and childish growing up seems to be 
Resting seems to never come easy, crying seems to be lonely and no one
seems to speak the  same language 
conversations are shallow and without end 
Apparently  dying or quitting is no option 
So here I am just a phone  call away from going insane
thinking how did i make such a mess of everything
i keep searching for answer
always in the wrong faces
wrong places
no one seems to get it
i am not a child
see the wrinkles on my nose
they are not  funny marks
not are they from starring at the stars
they are battle scars
from fighting with pink rose petals and unicorns

pins and needles

the air hurts 
its like a sun burn without sun
it cuts deep down into my skin
days like this 
where no one seems to understand 
where this pain comes from
pins an needles 
the water stings on my skin 
i am so tired
days like this 
make me want to sleep
not for our but days 
or maybe years

days like this 
when clothes are like sand paper or silk
when nothing seems to comfort my soul

not words can be music to my ears
nothing seems to be able to make me feel better
my broken smiles and exhausted cries

pins and needles