Deep pain dissolves with tears that are shed,
if holding them in, they transform into dread,
slow lingering feelings, grab hold to then spread,
a stubborn depression, makes all hope feel dead.

Anxiety follows, with places to hide,
a feeling so hallow, consuming inside,
so overwhelming, prosperity dies,
so hard to swallow, thirsty mouths chap dry.

Encaged in this body, feeling so alone,
lost motivation turns sore feet to stone,
social dependence relies on screened phones,
everyone cares, yet true love goes unknown.

Shedding salty tears, till the sweet ones appear,
cries become laughs, brighter essence comes near,
a warm kiss on the face dissolves unknown fears,
“Stay in the present”, makes everything clear.

One day at a time will erase yesterday,
while each passing step represents better ways,
tomorrow is not here, bliss can start today,
joy is an option, with no need for delays.

Emotional healing is an uphill task,
to disarm it slowly try peeling its mask,
if needing assistance push forward and ask,
knowing solutions will allow you to bask.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy


Doing what she must
as ways to survive.
Smacking her own face
just to feel alive.

Numbed to all the pain,
seasoned to betrayal.
Holding her weak heart,
knowing she will fail.

Crying without tears,
she screams, no one hears,
cover her own ears,
to shelter her fears.

Falling to the ground,
with no one around,
Finds strength to stand proud,
fixes her tilted crown.

Exhales all the hell,
she had to endure,
then takes a full breath
to feel reassured.

Stands on her two feet,
her head in the air,
as her inner force,
tempts her to now dare.

Knowing deep inside
her aim can build towers.
Cradles brighter views,
embracing her power.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


Chamomile tea.
Instant cure for everything,
even nostalgia.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


Embarrassed to cry.
Tears reveal hidden feelings,
suddenly exposed.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


Displaced emotions.
Woke up in another world.
Time to learn new rules.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


Silently screaming,
expressive distress filled eyes,
lips forming a smile.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


A sunny window
shows birds flying free,
peace filling the air
joys swim in the breeze

A darkened shadow
obstructing all views,
dragging a thick chain
as the panic grew.

The calming warm wind
sound jingling chimes,
euphoric wishes,
travel far through time.

The loudest dog bark
is distantly heard,
screams freeze deep inside,
spoken words are slurred

Icy cold water,
a semi-parched throat.
Champagne everywhere,
glass up for a toast.

Consumed bitterness,
scratch thirsty dry throat.
Envisioning drinks,
finding a dry moat.

Nostrils sniff streams
of flowered perfumes.
An increasing scent,
as new ones just bloom.

Inhaling skunk musk,
lingered in the air.
Throwing both arms up,
while screaming, unfair!

Graze the reflection,
a sandpaper scrape.
No place left to run,
or hopes for escape.

A caressing touch
with the mildest hue,
breaks negative up,
showing what is true.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


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