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Before Death Takes Me

I long to live by the sea...
A house among the shoreline, quiet and at peace
The sight of the ocean through the window from my bed
Brisk winds and a vivid sunset, a days worth to never forget...

And 

I desire to see the City of Rome...
The inspiration that brought my novel to a close
The Duomo and the town they call Florence, Italy
There is no other place in the world I'd rather be...

Oh yeah,

A trip to see Boston Red Sox at Fenway Park...
Boston, I'm told has many historical landmarks
You recieve a map that shows where they stand
A brick trail to follow, the day couldn't be better planned...

Maybe,

To one day have a star named after me...
Where I can point to the sky and say, "That ones named Michelle, that one there, do you see?"
A thing so simple but something that will forever exist
Another starry night where I will be remembered, never missed...

But then, 

A single wish that may push those things to second best...
A marriage to a wonderful man..Who? Go ahead, take a guess
The cherished moment that leads to a lovely life
Just to remain so happy and be a faithful wife...

Copyright © Michelle Valencia | Year Posted 2008



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God Given

I look down at this paper with tears rolling down my cheeks
And a feeling of warmth goes over my entire body
That warmth, my thought of you, so much more than it seems
I close my eyes and thank the Lord for the special person he gave to me.
A love so real and beautiful, you, The Man of My Dreams.


Now, I look out the window of the room to watch the rain
I think of how far I've come and how many times I've paid a price
I wonder how I made it to today, through the losses and the pain.
I realize why, as it rains harder... so you and I could find each other twice.


I'm suddenly smiling, its a miracle to be granted a second chance
The first time was our silent introduction, God just wanted us to meet
The moment I set eyes on you and you responded with that glance
I knew something was up, you should have felt my heartbeat...


To have finally gained a bright light in my life.
It gave me a reason to ease away from the shadows of my past.
Now there is a future for us, I would be honored to be your wife
There is no doubt our God-given love will surely last


Every sweet kiss and heartfelt hug will be true to the touch
All our trials will just make us more than strong
Because I'm going to have an awesome husband who I will love very much
An everlasting journey, together, hand in hand, where we belong.

Copyright © Michelle Valencia | Year Posted 2009

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You Don'T Need Me...I'M Always:

Scared..that feeling where my heart hurts and I feel sick.

Sad...that feeling where my heart drops and I feel my mind constrict.

Losing hope...that feeling where I  am alone and nothing can make me feel great.

Wanting death more than anything...that feeling that sits in the pit of my stomach, pure hate.

Closing my eyes...wanting the world to disappear.

Hiding from sight...wanting to be invisible and have my moral existance, unclear.

Wishing for the pain to stop...but knowing it will still be there in the end.

Praying for peace within...on my knees begging for things to amend.

Giving up all the time...actually letting go of what I am bonded to.

Planning my last words...**I will always love you...**

Thinking about Life after Death...a chapter unwritten, a chapter written anew.

Copyright © Michelle Valencia | Year Posted 2008

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Xxxcutxxx (Stop Me)

I've been feeling extremely unstable
Each migraine makes me cry for some comfort
Each tear dropped uncontrollably onto the table

I've been stressing for that feeling of PAIN/HURT
Each stroke of the razor I know will sooth
Each drop of blood stains my white long-sleeved shirt

I've been thinking outrageous thoughts
Each thought tragic erases the  bare naked truth
Each scar later remembered as, "That was when I was at my worst."

I've dreamed nothing but of running away
Each average three seconds turns to a full one minute
Each entire night awake ruins my whole day

I've named this habit as how I've spent doing it
Each urge to grab a blade and cut DEep...
Each breath taken in to ease the evolving pain

I've deprived myself of ever wanting to eat or sleep
Each distraction spent online is my safety rope
Each night slips by and the more I grow weak

I've been searching for a way to willingly cope
Each attempt to vent to a person who doesn't understand or know
Each broken sentence---I'm gradually losing hope

I've finished with this cutting stage
ALL energy wasted is glady being reimbursed
All happiness locked up is being released from it's cage

I've decided to let this pass me by
All greatness is the start of a NEW AGE
ALL that's left is to: TRY and LIVE foREVER and NEVEr WAnt to DIE

Copyright © Michelle Valencia | Year Posted 2008

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Je T'Aime*curtain Open*

I closed the door that seemed impossible to close
I pushed it shut with all my might
I nailed over the planks I specifically chose
I threw the hammer against the wall
And
I slid down...and realized:
"Closing the door wasn't hard at all"

I needed a valid reason to fight
I wanted to be that strong person recognized
I needed a motivation and not someone who chooses sides.

You happened to get me to talk so much
You didn't sit back, listen, and judge
You sat back, listened, and among the muck
You told me you loved me...
And
that was more than enough.

My emotionally wrecked self couldn't ask for anything else
But to hear those words from your mouth...
The warmth of your voice inside my head
A daily reminder of what you said.

As I was told by you:
"All you NEED is a person to listen
and all emotions revealed be true..."
I smiled and thought how nice that would be
And then
I began to cry into the phone and replied, "Yes, I do..."

But in return  you said, "I hope that person can be me..."

I never thought that your experiences were somewhat the same
I never knew how much importance to me my past could exceed
I always thought that I was just another lonely pawn in LIFE'S chess game
I never thought I would ever meet anyone who would MAKE me believe...
I know I was meant for more then this...

I have the brains, talent, common sense, and creativity
I know what I am today isn't what I'm going to be
I'm just hoping that when I get as far as I can

You will still be right along side me
I don't want to let you go now
It would crush me entirely

I don't want to lose something so great
I wouldn't ever feel like living is worthy
I don't even NOW have the patience to wait.

But that's all I really can do...
"Til the end, my love, I shall wait for you..."

Copyright © Michelle Valencia | Year Posted 2008



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Landscape (In Your Mind)

Let me paint a picture for you with my words:

The sky is dark above you and a couple speckled stars are clear
The moon is yellow but large and the wind whistles softly past your ear.
The soil is wet beneath your feet and each step you sink an inch or two.
The trees are green, lush, and extremely full.
There are spurts of grass in various spots and to your left...
a small patch of mushrooms.
The horizon consists of shadowed mountains and they completely surround you.
You can look to your right and a stream
is flowing through.
Past the mushrooms, past a spurt of grass,
Past an isolated tree...past you.
The sound of crickets chirping and water flowing
The sound of wind whistling and the rustle of trees blowing
The smell of wet soil and freshly grown green grass
The feel of clean cold air in your lungs and the taste of clear water at last.
Feelings of hurt and hate are all erased.
Feelings of love and happiness are fully embraced.
You are at peace with all.
You are finally safe.

Copyright © Michelle Valencia | Year Posted 2008

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Grande Finale *curtain Drop*

Remember shutting that impossible-to-close door?
Well, the planks have been torn down
That door has been open once more...
And my effort to feel good in life,
Second choice...rebound.

I said I'd wait for you, my love.
What more must I do to be believable?
I am replacing my hurting with random stuff
And my effort to smile...unachievable.
No matter how enjoyable I seem
No matter how much fake laughter escapes my throat.

I think of what I wanted with you...and unrealistic dream.
An isolated castle with an uncrossable moat.
I had real feelings for you.
Didn't they show?
Truth hurts: You and I can never be.
My age...three years too high
Your age...three years too low.
I am faced as of now to leave once more.
I am unhappy and unkempt as I was before.
I trusted my instinct and I have to take responsibility.

My choices were not of a mature manner, my love.
But no matter what I am always going to be here...
you will see.
I am no ANGEL sent from Heaven above
But I can be your HERO when you are in severe need.
I will always, always love you

But as for this, my love...
This is...the Grand Finale.

Copyright © Michelle Valencia | Year Posted 2008

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This "home"

They say I will be good here
in this HOME. this place.this building
of shame

They smile and joke with or around me
in this unsafe haven. this dwelling. this menage
of "who to blame"

They get too crazy and obscene altogether
in this lame abode. this domicile. this unruly residence
of complete sadness

They are too comfortable and lazy
in this obsolete lodging. this room and that room.
this habitation
of unnecessary badness

They eat so aimlessly so unsharing in this faulty hovel.
this haunting hole. this soul binding burrow
of my harbored pain

They are not concerned much in this open accomodation.
this sickness of a roof over my head. this torturing casa
of constant restrain


They..as in my fellow people who
say they are my "friend"
in this HOME..my sleeping chambers
to be HERE..is as if i'm
waiting for my dismal end..
I must depart and leave this HOME
this unreal shell of ones
push to condescend

I must Break away from
this HOME..this casting of hate
I must...
I must...before its too late.

Copyright © Michelle Valencia | Year Posted 2008

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Real Wish

A sudden sadness hits my thoughts...
Darkness; evil insight, my eyes won't shut.
Eerie silence; teary vision, my hands search for a comforting touch.
Lonely feeling; depressing news, my legs gradually grow numb.

A sudden urge to scream hits my throat...
Soft gurgle; endless pain, my voice has been stolen.
Clenched teeth; increasing pressure, my tongue feels so swollen.
Suffocating; gasping for air, my body is officially broken.

A sudden moment I feel so free...
Ascending sensation; sunlight takes over, my soul is finally at peace.
Pearly gates; clouds as steps, my heart feels so complete.
Happy face; always watching over, I have admitted defeat.

Copyright © Michelle Valencia | Year Posted 2008

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The Presence

I am this shadowed face looking in on your life
I am invisible to your eye, yet I know you feel my existence
I am that horrible feeling, so unending, so strife
My eyes they pierce the back of your neck without resistance
My energy, it's so controlling, so scary...so alive
I know you sense that heart wrenching fear
My way to show you that I'm using you to thrive
When you are scared, you feed me, so I draw near
Closing in...as your eyes shut when you sleep, so soundly
Your dreams I conquer, I chase you through the dimlit halls, towards the empty rooms, into
a scene so violent
You awake in shock, in deep terror...you let me suceed so profoundly
You go about your day calmly and I follow behind you, so silent
I am that tickle or chill unexpected, that "BOOM" against the wall or the door
I am what you don't want to believe, that sudden creak, that crazy ache in your body;
concealed
You make me what I am, your past, your pain, what others deplore
I stick here as you grow weaker, the night as my kinddom, my battlefield
You can't escape, I have you prisoner, my slave, my way to strike out
I own you, your soul, dare not leave because I will find you again; so sad...so alone
I am the greater power when I control you, your mind, the words you shout
I am the Devil, the horror, the hate, and you...
You are my throne.

Copyright © Michelle Valencia | Year Posted 2008

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Book: Shattered Sighs