Original Poem in Spanish, as i was given the honor to relate this to you in English, i come to you thankful fellow writer for we are limited to our imagination. Hope you enjoy.


If i could tell tell you.
That my soul aches and i feel empty,
That the burden heavy rocks  sleep restless in my pocket waiting to hit bottom of deep blue rivers.
That my own voice confuses me and my reflection deceits me.

That I’m frightened of blood and the future so tough.
Strong in light, naked and ashamed I feel at night. Skipping stones on desperate lakes.

That life is hard and even though I try.

Trapped life in a knot , bearing the force of life pulling me from side to side.

If you knew the sun I represent, cries at night, reproached with tears of imperfection .

That death haunts my mind and claims I am hers.

10 years fighting to hide...