“I have survived too much to go quietly.
Let a meteor take me.
Call the thunder for back up.
My death will be grand.
The land will crack,
the sun will eat itself…

-the day I leave.” – Rupi Kuar.
  • My body is my home
    Where my mind is free to run rampant
    Dwelling vigorously,
    my eternal soul
    There are sturdy limbs that carry
    down to the halls of my fingertips
    Windows in the shape of eyes
    If you look inside,
    can you see the castle I have built?
    I had to learn how to love myself first
    before I could continue to give
    Constantly in renovation
    of new ways to take care
    so that I am never too empty, too unkempt
    too depleted, or dependent
    I will never be homeless

    — Take care of your home.


    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • If I wanted to
    I know how I can stop the whole world
    Separating myself out-of-body
    Just to become one with your every word
    My own bottomless ocean of feelings…
    feeling you entirely
    With such unfathomable intensity
    Caressing you without a single touch
    I can come to you vacant
    but still very much whole
    so I can offer you a place to get away
    And gentle reminders that keep you sane
    A forbidden territory for us deeply felt kind
    I find comfort in knowing that you are not alone
    And not letting you forget about your soul

    If I wanted to…..

    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • It’s easy for one to hookup under the moon,
    But I want you in the morning
    and late afternoons.
    When the sun has finished stretching
    and maybe some coffee too.
    Breakfast on me,
    lunch on you?

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • I think i’m starting to sit with the fact that I may not see better in this world
    Things always feel like they’re turning and turning 

    but I’m just.. Here.

  • You never need to thank me
    for the things I say or do that are done
    Not from the bottom of my heart
    But wholeheartedly
    Because saying
    “From the bottom of my heart”
    is just not enough to describe
    how much I meant it

    Completely.

  • It’s only recently that I realized

    the ones from my past were not love

    Love wouldn’t have hurt me the way you did.

     

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Funny almost
    How you came along
    Just to make me a host
    Welcoming you with open arms 
    My kindness was too kind 
    You always found me doing the most 
    Because I was so protective of your feelings 
    Always giving you a space to let loose
    To scream, to vent, to grieve  
    I should’ve realized that this was all a ruse
    Nothing between us was moving 
    You knew what you were doing 
    Genius manipulation by every mean
    I was your puppet without strings 
    but in the end it wasn’t I who needed you
    It was you who needed me 
    So what an unfortunate loss
    But a round of applause 
    to the most horrid man of them all  

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • One thing you should know about me..
    Me, who has self-raised
    Legs that have journeyed through
    the toughest terrain
    in search for peace evermore
    Arms, that were made to create
    I have ears that has heard it all before
    and eyes that have wept lakes
    over the invisible scars on my body
    from knives that have names
    I have been conditioned
    by life lessons and the lack of kindness in people
    There’s a strength in me that’s unmatched
    My dreams and ambitions amplified
    The look in my eyes
    were once innocent, now lethal
    Giving no one the power to inflict pain on me
    like that again
    But..
    I’ve always dreamt of a life filled of romance
    a burning love
    deeper than how just one person can explain
    Something crazy, genuine but true
    However I want you to know,
    I could want you more than most things
    I could want you more than I dare to show
    but I don’t need you.

     

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • I’m tired of grieving losses

    of people who are still alive…

  • If you’re sad, let you be sad.
    If you’re angry, be angry.
    And if you feel good,
    the same applies.
    Nothing good comes from holding in the pain,
    just like nothing good comes from not letting yourself
    see the sunshine after the rain…

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Most of it is fake
    The bright lights
    The crowds of people
    The perfect days
    And their laughter like
    Nothing here is ever wrong
    Like some of those stupid love songs
    But we just do a good job of hiding
    Behind clouds of smoke, pills, and beers
    Covering our faces
    Working ourselves to sleep
    Being abused by our fears
    Because god forbid we let ourselves feel something more
    that could puts us all in even more danger out here.

  • Immobilizing
    Drifting through time
    Will it forever feel like this?
    This unpredicted nothingness
    Repeatedly unwanted
    I can never seem to stop it
    Maybe I ruin everything single thing I touch
    How is it something so constant?
    How easy it is to feel like dust?
    And just like that you brush
    me away..

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Keep you at arms length 

    So that you won’t get too close 

    Because if not,

    I just might wrap you in them.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • I’ve found
    that these walls don’t quite compare
    to what I’ve built within you.
    I yearn for something steady.
    A constant rhythmic tune.
    All I’ve ever wanted was to evolve
    and grow in spaces I’ve never been,
    but every step I take
    reminds me of what’s still missing.
    What does it mean to have everything,
    when it all has no deeper meaning.
    What makes a home,
    if you’re not coming with me?

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • There’s a universe in me,
    have you seen?
    Sunlight and stardust.
    Multi-galaxies.
    Poetry and wanderlust.
    Stellar energy.
    From the tips of my fingers,
    to the bottom of my feet.
    I could blind the whole world
    with how bright
    the constellations are in me.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • I want to feel you 

    Bit by bit 

    In all ways, always.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Short notes and take cares

    I see you in other faces

    No one else can compare

    Periodic thoughts of “What if’s”

    While I lose myself at night 

    with letters and a pen.

    Sometimes I close my eyes and think

    The universe must have made a terrible mistake 

    How could two people seem so close

    And yet so far away 

    How can someone’s mind be so beautiful 

    With all that fire in their eyes 

    How could you be that one thing

    that is not mine?

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • I spent most of my life doubting everyone I ever met
    Wondering if people would get close just to leave,
    Betrayal and heartache followed happiness
    Always wary of the monsters behind the friendly
    faces reminding me of a time that I was cut so deep
    A time that I once felt would be the last
    I had to realize my worth
    while coming to complete terms with my past
    It was just a reconstruction period of my mind
    along with some tougher skin that was needed for
    the longevity of my life
    No matter the outcome,
    I have always loved
    unconditionally
    but when someone wants to love me back
    I still find it hard to believe them
    Difficulty separating genuine intentions
    from those who can’t help but to use
    The honest from the deceitful
    The difference between me and you
    So I have this history
    By the way I can get close and pull back so easily..

    Don‘t hold it against me.

     

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez