Hear Me Out

They want to be seen.
I just want to be heard.
Be in awe of my words instead of my physique.
Admire the technique in which I speak.
Fall in love with my voice
And my word choice
And the message I bring.
Because when you hear me, you see me too.

– Gianna Baldazo


Good Morning Text Messages

I miss you.
I miss spending time with you,
Because when I spend time with you
It’s me spending time with myself.
I don’t need to be in the company of anyone else.
I guess I never really appreciated you before.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen your bright, sunlight smile.
It’s been awhile since I’ve been eager
To feel the chill that you reveal.
I never thought I’d be a morning person.
Every break of dawn I was in the habit of breaking bad habits,
But lately every morning feels like I’m mourning something.
I’m not so quick to get out of bed anymore.
I don’t smile anymore.
I don’t laugh anymore.
I don’t talk anymore.
At least not with sincerity,
I get worried when even prayer and poetry no longer brings me an ounce of comfort or clarity.
There’s a lot of shit in my head that I don’t understand right now.
I’m asked to explain myself,
Please don’t get mad at me when I can’t.
I just want to be alone with you.

– Gianna Baldazo

April Writing Prompt Challenge: Place


Writing Prompt # 14: Place

There’s something magical
About visiting a place
You’ve been before.
Reminiscing on the beautiful moments and the hard times.
The last time you stood in this same spot
You were going through a lot.
You were having a mental breakdown.
You were dealing with heartbreak.
You were broken into pieces.
You were searching for piece of mind.
You were having a mini identity crisis.
You were dealing with drama.
You were dealing with the fact that some things change
And some things stay the same
Including yourself.
Thinking to yourself…
‘How do I maintain and keep from going insane?’
You were at a place in your life, depressed and stressed
Thinking that you were gonna be in this space forever
But when you look at all that you have faced in life so far
You can taste the beauty in the struggle,
In the journey,
And in the process.
In the moment, that pain is bitter as hell.
But you’re not the same person you once were the last time you were here.
Suddenly everything tastes sweeter.

– Gianna Baldazo