MOVING ON

Moving on to where I used to be

Burn the new me

Resurrect the old me

A person with a guarded heart

And an open mind

My mind won’t settle for mediocracy

You’ll become temporary if you feel otherwise

You don’t know my other facades, my other potentials

I keep it hidden just like you did with your lies

I’ll finish off with a smile

A. Garcia

I’M SITTING ON THE LEDGE

I’m sitting on the ledge

Talking to the moon

Asking if it could look over you, when I’m not there

Whether its light can guide you on your darkest nights

Even when I’m no longer yours

I’ll ask about you

I’ll memorize every detail

Broken, knowing that your light will always shine brighter than the moon itself

A. Garcia

FEELING DISSIMILAR

Feeling dissimilar in this common world

It is what both strengthens and dilutes my soul

Wondering whether people still wonder

Or merely live by the law of the popular

Living during our early years, and merely existing when we go through life

Existing to follow the script that’s been handed to us with a cold hand

When one succeeds to understand this reality

Are they met with freedom? Or have the bars that were once invisible, have now become visible?

A. Garcia

DAYS

Days have past

And it all seems so vivid

It seems like self-sabotage, reliving the pain

The moments where my heart sunk beneath the ground, and my plea for another chance, seemed so dehumanizing

Any other person would have not stood for such betrayal

But me? I gave myself up for love

All of my rationality went out the door

How could one hear such words, and still remain?

A. Garcia

RAW10

No, I won’t shrug off your sadness

I’ll try to understand and check on you often

No, I won’t add to your sadness

I would go the extra mile to make you smile

No, I won’t make it about myself

I would swallow my pride and make sure you don’t shed another tear

And no, I am not you

I am someone who won’t need a reminder to be a good companion

A. Garcia

RAW9

I don’t know how I’ll shake off this hurt

I got a sense of the worst

And now, that’s all I could feel

What would you do if your heaven on Earth, turned cold and unforgiving?

All I can do is sit still, numb, with a heavy heart

A feeling so unimaginably painful

That I can’t even make sense of it myself

I wish it was all a nightmare that I could wake up from

Instead, I have to live with the words that made me doubt whether love was just a lie

A love that I would’ve bet my life on

A love that put my life at odds

A pillow watered with tears, is where I’ll rest my head on tonight

Hoping that when I wake up, I won’t be so broken, as I am right now

A. Garcia