LiesThere's a day when the sky is bright, brightly loaded with shinethere comes a life, someone you love, But use to hate in the past to darken your day,to minimize the shine, bringing shudders down your spine, to make you hate the world, stabbing your heart with blames and pain...making you hate them once againmaking you regret ever being forgiving and just want them to die and go to hell, just to get out of your face and out of your life, then looking at you in the eyes "Te Amo" they say, but it's a lie just like everything spilled to you about being a child..like all the lies about the love they use to share, the food they use to make with dedication..the same dedication they share on stabbing you so hard your bones weaken and break...like the sleepless nights which you cried wanting to be held...to be reminded you were alive and not a lie, that the world was not just prison in which you are thrown, but that there is a thing called love...but lately to you love is a miscon
Invisible BeautyOne time, in the woods I was;Sitting on a tree stump, waiting for the sun,autumn leaves crashing to the groundwith such melancholy I couldn't help but weep..there a leaf dropped to the end of my dress...a leaf of such beauty I had never ever seen,with the mornings little rays rising from far afar away...tears from heaven raced down my hair...droplets of paradise, I shall say...©ProfessionalPsycho María E. Acevedo
Please, Awake..Oh father, Dear FatherHere you slumber..Mother said.In this cold and lonely place, Daddy...what is that smell?Come out Daddy! Let's do like them..and sing little carols on our way..Daddy, Daddy wake up..It's Christmas again..haven't you slept long enough?Come on Daddy don't make me beg!!!Back at home..all alone..mother said..."He's Dead."