Undying

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His fear is evident;

we’ve been waiting so long,

many times unable to hold on.

Our paths, crossed and crossed but never seemed to align,

no matter how much we searched,

we could never each other find.

Now we’re here face to face,

but no one knows what choice to make or if we should just let it all fade.

But the memories are buried deep inside,

begging that we don’t let them die.

We’ve survived too much to give up now,

but the question always remains and that is how?

How do we let go of all the scars traced across our hearts?

Those scars that at night tear us apart. He’s the one I’ve been searching for all this time,

not knowing he’s been here all along,

tied to the notion that we belong.

If only we could let go of all the hurt and all the pain,

maybe we could erase our mistakes

and finally mend all the heartbreaks.

But his fear is evident

and theres not much I can do,

except maybe say,

I’ve always loved you.

-M.A. Fernández

Copyright© 2021 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved.

🔥🔥We are back.!! 🔥🔥

To all my lovelies. We are back and stronger than ever, life hit us hard (my content will show you what I mean), but we are here and we will not quit.

The Recap

Part I

I started this journey thinking it would be fun,

Thinking I’d finally be able to finish the run.

But man, did life have other plans,

And let me tell you, Im not a fucking fan.

You might say, yeah ok, here we go,

But these last few years really did blow.

Hear me out,don’t discard me just yet,

I haven’t even started to put up the set.

So the show all started about four years ago,

When I knew once again, I had to let go.

Another fool who tried to play my heart,

But nah, I wasn’t willing to play that part.

And yeah it hurt,we always think we found the one, dont we.

Mmmmm! but that man, was not for me.

So broken hearted and stubborn,

I went back to the past,

But with the excuse I wanted to grow fast.

Enrolled in school to gain some higher power,

Maybe the past would see I could still be a flower.

A flower with thorns but a flower none the less,

Even if I didn’t pass test.

But what do you expect a 19 year old to do, when experience comes knocking at the door.

Theres no choice but to get on the floor

Begging on all fours.

And sure, yeah that’s not a pretty image,

But trust living it wasn’t no picnic.

I know you must say, “ yeah sure just another gimmick,”,

But you weren’t there to witness.

Nobody was, that’s the problem,

The stones were cast and all forgotten,

Yet there was my corpse starting to rotten.

Fast forward, somehow I picked myself up,

But in the back of my head I knew I’d fucked up.

So I did the right thing, rectified myself,

But in the end I could still feel all the stares.

And most of all, the deception in the air.

So I did the right thing, focused on my studies,

Until one day came along that sweet little buddy.

Distractions, distractions, that’s all that I got

Once again, almost lost my damn shot.

Refocused, re-evaluated when along came an angel,

My own personal Gabriel the Savior.

I cried and I shouted a big amen,

I had finally gotten my perfect ten.

-M.A. Fernández

Copyright© 2021 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved.

Day 6 – No Mans Land

Day 6

Write a poem of any length incorporating every word from your latest Facebook status.

You are a brick tied to me that’s dragging me down. Strike a match and I’ll burn you to the ground. The war is won. Before it’s begun. Release the doves.Surrender love. (Wave the white flag!)- Fall Out Boy

**My last Facebook posts have been poems from this blog, so I picked the first status that was not a poem.**

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I’ll wave the flag, I’m calling a truce.

Don’t keep dragging me to the ground, it’s white, boy, it’s white, this means truce.

Always bringing me down, tied yourself to my soul, won’t let me go.

Three strikes and we’re out, there’s nowhere to go now.

No one won. Boy, I want to see the doves, please release my love.

There’s no hope we’re burning down, you set the fire can’t be sorry now.

Surrender, the war is already lost, there is no more cause.

You are just a brick that’s holding me back, making crack.

This isn’t like before the end has long begun,

don’t make me grab the gun, this no longer is any fun.

Just let it fall, you’ll be glad you do; I know you want to surrender too.

-M.A. Fernández

© 2015 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved