By Crystal Amaya Some days I just become silent. Allowing myself to hear my internal voice ramble on about things that don’t matter. It’s like a out of body experience. “Does he like me?” “Am I the disappointment in the family?” Overanalyzing situation that are not real. I wish there was a switch to shut […]
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Branded Heart
By Crystal Amaya Threw my heart to you when you didn’t notice. How blind to not see that you didn’t want me. The uncanny feelings branded onto my broken heart. Reminding me to be aware of when I fall.
Sunday Morning
By Crystal Amaya Coffee mugs filled with hot tea. Sweet honey that comes from bees spread on warm toast is too good. Nowhere I would rather be.
Do Over
By Crystal Amaya Ready for a change but where can I start when life is hard to rearrange? Ready for a change, to turn to a new blank page, so I can finally restart. Ready for a change, but where can I start?
March On
By Crystal Amaya Through all the joy there comes pain. Like scars from wounds, a marking is forever present, reminding one to never fear.
Drain The Pain
By Crystal Amaya Could it be I’m my own worst enemy? Manifesting my own negative thoughts into my lonely world. Only a tortured soul can plot such ideas while the mind is weak. It’s like leaving the trash out for a week. While I am distraught, my desire to live will lead me to glory.
Clear Soul
By Crystal Amaya It is if I’m waiting for all of it to hit me one final time. It makes me wonder, why I’m so dangerous? One day I’m closer to the heavens but next I drag myself to my grave. Will I ever truly clear my soul?
Sun Rising
By Crystal Amaya When the sun rises from the east she cast light on all who love. An embrace that feels like little kisses on the lids; her aura flutters their eyes open to a new day. Sadly, today is when the envious cloud came. Blocking nature from her warm embrace. All that can be […]
Evil Thing
By Crystal Amaya Monstrous beast with no heart preys on the most vulnerable who will fall in their arms. The hungry devil has their charms one day having you under their spell while the next leaving miserable.
No Time for Bitterness
By Crystal Amaya Don’t belittle what you’ve achieved. Yes, your success is not the norm, but why want to become a form of yourself that is quite boring? Let them judge all they like because their opinion are like water streaming down the sewer drain.