Treasure Island

Mary Jesusa Villegas


Not that


would mean

bad days

Not that


would mean


would mean tragedy,

I have come to the point

where I've cleaned

up the

messes inside

my mind

and I can now



But I just need to


in a world where


is not my kind of


I can't dance

with its beat.

For sure


is always


in the world

and you cannot

see me there

because I am


I always hide

And I'm doing


for me to


myself from hiding.

I just need to

create my own


-dignity. So that I am always sure of


surer than uncertainty.

And I don't want

to be hypnotized

by the exhausting, sick

patterns and rhythms of society

of deceit and traps

- in the world of uncertainty.

Not that everyday would mean

bad days

Not that everyday

would mean troubles,

would mean tragedy.

Submitted: Sunday, April 15, 2012

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