Diana Ballesteros Poems

Am sorry for falling in love with a worthless boy that wants life carefree and easy.
sorry for believing in his lies that he loved you.
sorry for him hurting you even if you are not old enough to understand now.
Am sorry that I still love him.
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My world was tranquil, passive, and beautiful. little storms here and there. But peaceful. As my sunshine grew her storms were becoming less and the sun was always pleased, however You came along and my life became full of storms in a short amount of time, however in a short amount of time I learned to see the beauty in them. which inspires me to write about them. I learn how to still your storm.
My little helpless storm; how I love you.
I am amused seeing you cast your thundery temper. Because when I hold you in my arms, your tempers seem to quiet down, the sun seems to come out as you smile, and tears dry on your rosy cheeks.
My Helpless storm child, how I love you.
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My dear depression you became a very close friend to me, I have written to you and about you all my life.
All my life you have pulled me to my darkest deepest shadows. You my dear have held a mirror to me and showed me how my inner self looks in the bare, how deep and dark my thought can be if I truly hate, and how deep i can love, you showed me how strong emotions i have in me. You showed me that my soul can be as black as night, and as night its beautiful, with time I learned that even though i can have very deep dark emotions, like the night there is always a sunrise. but
this kind of emotions would terrified me and as a child I would run away, from the emotions, but today I stand next to you and hold your hand. Taking long walks in the shadows like two old friends. My soul took time in growing and accepting you.
My depression, my ego and I walk holding hands and walk into my own hell and let me see the beautiful it can be, my own hell is breath taking, it's almost like a painful heaven. All the pain is turned into a piece of art. It's like a gift of all my lessons to myself.
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My delicate flower
My missing piece of my heart
My high-spirited child
My gift
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Mi delicada flor
Mi pieza perdida de mi corazón
Mi niña de espíritu elevado
Mi regalo
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Cuando te miro a los ojos parece que las estrellas están bailando dentro de tus pupilas.
es tan hermoso.
Nunca he visto unos ojos de alguien brillar tan fuerte como los tuyos. En tus ojos, sostienes las estrellas de todo el universo.
Es increíblemente hermoso. Casi hechizo vinculante.
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Somos dos mundos, muy diferentes y sin embargo hay algo similar. Tu mente es un soñador de día; Flota al espacio y más allá. A diferentes dimensiones del tiempo. Usted ha visitado más lugares que nadie pudo, usted vio lugares asombrosos y sentía el infierno. Tu mundo es hermoso y es un lugar al que no pertenezco.
Mi mundo es frío y aquí en la tierra. Tengo demasiado miedo de salir y viajar. Sólo lo hice una vez y el aterrizaje fue desgarrador, me destrozó en millones de piezas que todavía no puedo encontrar. Y me tomó años hacer que mi mundo fuera seguro para que esos trozos de mí se sintieran seguros. Así que, cuando viajo, no viajo mucho.
Nuestros mundos se estrellarían, nuestros mundos estarían mejor flotando separados unos de otros, cuando el pensamiento de ustedes flota en mi mente. Solo sonrío
Usted ha hecho su mundo lleno de color, lleno de asombro y yo sólo hice salvar mi mundo, donde puedo guardar los pedazos de mí. Mi mundo está fuertemente protegido por mi orgullo; Ella se pone de pie para mantener a alguien fuera del mundo que tomó años para hacer seguro para mí.
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