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Alternate Self
What if the ringing we get in our ear is our alternate self screaming for help in another dimension?

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In the End You Lost
you fought so hard
to be the person you
didnât want to be
just so
you wouldnât be
the person everyone
said you would be
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A short poem form my book 52 Hertz now available through Amazon. Please spare me a few moments of your time and consider supporting my book âşď¸.
https://www.amazon.com/52-Hertz-Ariana-Diaz/dp/B08DCD7GP8
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52 Hertz
Hello!
Iâm happy to announce that Iâve finished my poetry book 52 Hertz. It is a collection of poetry that has some of my favorite older poems as well as completely new poems that I truly love. Please enjoy the following poem from my book:
I Fear for My Future Children the Most
it is so easy to hate.
why is it so easy to hate?
every night my mind plays a film of all theâŚ
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The Good Times
you never paid much attention
when I was small
four or five
and aching for a hug
you were parched
by the liquor in your mouth
itâs different
when they are born
we are better
you are more
you swing them
around the house
and help them reach the sky
those tiny fingers
fishing the stars in your eyes
I wonder
why wasnât I enough
to keep you by our side
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Poem from:
https://www.amazon.com/Death-SâŚ
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Of Regrets and Courage
it is not the pain of
what couldâve been
that kills me
it is the pain of
what could be
if only
I had the courage
to make it happen
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Poem from my book:
https://www.amazon.com/Death-Star-Ariana-Diaz-ebook/dp/B0818RFDYR
I hope you all had an excellent weekend. Please remember to take care of yourself âşď¸.
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Luffy and His Lonely Song
Luffy is cold.
His blue feathers struggle against the strength of the wind, but Luffy does not have time to worry about winds or angry skies. Instead, Luffy flies. His wings stretch and curve and take him further and further away from the place that used to be home.
            Luffy doesnât stop. He flies, higher and further until his wings ache. Yet, no matter howâŚ
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Shape of Me how can I hate what you love but as I look in the mirror I canât find what you seeâŚ
The Strength of Falling Apart
people come to visit
calls from relatives
platitudes from friends
they hold my hands
and say
you must be strong
for your mom
for the children
I donât ask
what if I
donât want to be strong
being what I want to be
is a privilege
I canât afford
I smile
and whisper
promises
push the hurt
the anger
the regret
the fear
deep inside
no one else must know
how deeply
incessantly
Iâm falling apart
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A Conversation with Myself
if I sad that I wanted to be better
would you believe me?
if I speak of how much
I tried to be
more than what I am
would you be happy?
in another universe
I am the person you think I can be
but in this universe
all you get is me.
this me.
who is tired of fighting
for something
that shouldnât
be born of war.
you seek to make love
out of the battlefield in my body.
I seek to find you
in the soil ofâŚ
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Made Of War perhaps if I hadnât been born out of blood and steel I wouldâve stayed and enduredâŚ

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Your Mind Too Is the Same
you were told to treat your body
like a temple
itâs the only one you have
but
why are you neglecting your mind
is it not a part of you
of that gold-threaded sinew silver body
remember when Ri broke her arm
how it took weeks to heal
some days the pain was good
others it was bad
Dan too
dislocated his joints
got them fixed with metal stone
and now
they ache in the sun
and sink in the cold
your mindâŚ
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My First Love
my mouth forms
secret words
sacred letter
it molds
the language of kings
and lovers
healers and fighters
it carries the breath
if a thousand generations
that have defied time
and death
it burns castles
on my tongue
on the gaps
between my teeth
in the soil of my lungs
and the winds of my throat
ashes fall from my lips
and build countries
in the ears of strangers
wings form
in the shape of my mouth
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Love is a Three-Way Street #Poetry
my birth
was your sentence
my cries
the noose around your neck
you learned to love and smile
for the earth in my eyes
told yourself
that as long as I lived
you would bend for my sake
but mother
love is a two-way street
no
love is a three-way street
and along the way
you forgot
to love yourself
â Iâm sorry
Authorâs Note:
This poem is dedicated to mothers who continue to love and give with suchâŚ
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We all wished we wouldnât be the ones to fall. The ones to stop breathing. the ones to meet their end. There was nothing more petrifying tha
I wrote a short story of how the human population suddenly floated out of the earth. Itâs fun and sad and I hope that you all will check it out. Thank you đ
âŞWhen you first finish something and you think itâs the greatest thing ever but then a couple of hours or days pass by and you go back to it and youâre like âhow in the world did I ever think this was good? What was wrong with me?â. âŹ

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Iâm tired of people telling me that Iâm fine. Please stop speaking for me. Stop trying to invade my boundaries. Stop invalidating my feelings. You are not me so let me answer for myself.
âYou know that I canât. Show you ME. Give you ME. I canât show you my miserable self, so, yet again, I wear a mask and go to meet you... But I still want you.â
This is one of my favorite songs. The lyrics. The depth of the emotion of the vocal line. Everything about the song is absolutely beautiful. I did this edit a while ago. I wanted to share it with all of you.