When I was in high school I wanted to be a writer. It was my dream to be published. There is short stories and poems of mine. My friends used to love reading my stuff. I applied for a literature B.A at the University of Puerto Rico, Cayey where I was accepted. I stupidly turned down the opportunity because of fear of losing a boyfriend. Then I quit writing. So, this is my first poem in ten (10) years. Please acknowledge my native language is Spanish and some of my grammar and spelling are not proper.
After a binge I feel bad I feel shame I feel like a crazy pig I try to change Once again Do it hard I know I'll fail I have to die My old self I need to be Someone else I hate myself I hate my skin 'Cause like a zombie I'm slowly in A pool of mud I'm sinking in I want to eat Your messy stress I want to run? I want to pray? I can't make up My scary brain I need a body A new one to like I want the strength To fight for me