Let me choose kindness
that draws boundaries, not walls.
Let me choose to be
a part of someone’s smile.
Let me choose to let go,
and let battles be
the ones not worth fighting.
Let me be the best friend
I once longed for.
Let me.

Let me choose kindness
that draws boundaries, not walls.
Let me choose to be
a part of someone’s smile.
Let me choose to let go,
and let battles be
the ones not worth fighting.
Let me be the best friend
I once longed for.
Let me.

Wings to fly,
To soar up high,
To feel the joy of open sky.
Wings to see what lies unseen,
Above the clouds, beyond the green.
Wings to lift, to dream, to try—
To give us hope,
And help us fly.

The rhythm has played for weeks,
You tease me to dance,
You coax me to swirl.
The beat has lingered for a while.
I resisted that familiar tune,
Avoided the symphony my soul longed for.
But the music, the beat, the rhythm
Engulf my being.
I resisted dancing the way we used to.
You held my hands,
You teased my spirit.
You whispered in flirtatious tones,
“Don’t hold back—dance with me.”
The rhythm grew louder,
The beat enticed.
My hips swayed,
My lips sang the melody I once knew.
That night, I held your hands.
In that moment, I let the music consume my soul.
That night, I swayed, that moment I surrender.


Buzzing, humming—I hear voices’ noises.
Talking, whispering—I hear laughter, giggles.
Stories I hear, translated and retold in different versions.
I take a deep breath, close my eyes… whisper to myself, “Be still, be kind, my thoughts… don’t be my antagonist.”
I take a deep breath, I look up to the skies… focus… center myself on the people that matter to me most.
Murmurs of thoughts, noises of anxiety… breathe, let go… breathe.
In the quiet exhale, I find strength; in the release, I discover peace.

I am the center of my universe , the Sun of my rain clouds , the laughter of my tears.
I am the star that shines in midst of my darkness.
I am the wholeness of me , I am enough , I am love and I am bless
I am the center of my universe

I choose to shine in hours of darkness
I choose to smile in the midst of my tears
I choose to forgive and learn instead of lingering on to hate .
I choose me above anyone else .

There is this point in ourlives that we face with situations that we are not comfortable with . No matter how you would choose to look at it tackle it you will still end up being hurt.
There moments in ourlives that we are painted by the colors that does not describe the totally of us. It was a color that once came due to a situation. This becomes your color. No matter how many times you became a brighter shade. There will always be people that will remember you as a dark tone .
Months I have struggled , I wanted to prove them wrong , I wanted to unhurt myself by understanding the situation. But I can’t . So the cycle of being judge , feeling unsure circles around me.
Until that moment that I realized I know me better that anyone else . I am me , I am not perfect , I am a person that is embodied with different shades . I am colorful . I accept me and I love me …that is all that matters. I will wipe my tears look up to the sun …
I will shine because I am colorful … I am free .. I have learn and I am a beautiful imperfect soul .

Bright light shimmer on me .. Dimmer not ,flicker not
Bright light walk with me . Warm my soul , hold me tight
I am hurt , I am wounded

Bright light clear my eyes , warm my heart .
With you in me, my light will soon exuberate … I look inside me … wipe my tears mend my wounds , learn and accept my lessons .
I will learn , I will humble down .. bow my head , close my eyes … take a breath .. consume me , heal me

My light spark on me let me shine , let me smile …
My light will soon let me fly.
❤️
I remember who I was
I see who I become and
I will look forward on who I will be ..
Breath in … Breath out …

In de dawn of the winter I met you. I was cold and hurt. You gave me warmth and mend my wounds . I was hesitant to hold your hands but you told me it is just okey.
I learned to trust you , hold you , the sun was rising again , flowers starts to grow. I saw spring and starts to love the songs that birds sang .
On one autumn day , I saw an image of you different from what I used to see. Your words cuts like a knife in my heart. Why ? I felt betrayed . I tried to hang on but in me I know something has changed , something has died .
I tried to heal , to revived … but it was just “I” .. “WE” does not exist anymore.
It’s time , to cut lose , to accept the hurt , betrayal has killed my love for you.
Goodbye .. summer will soon come into my life … as long as I have ME I will be okey
