• Poems

    Are you who you’re suppose to be?

      I stare at the mirror wishing I can look inside of myself and be able to fix anything that is broken or slightly mangled. I have these thoughts swimming inside my mind, reeking havoc like hurricane Irma and Harvey dancing together leaving nothing behind but taking every good thought that is in its way and shredding it into pieces with no mercy leaving me breathless as if a guss of their wind is choking me. I try to breathe in and out it slowly. But honestly, it’s not helping I can slowly feel all my emotions choking me. I see all this commotion in the world and wonder have I…