I know heart break ends.
I know there is beauty in all living things.
I know there will be a new tomorrow.
I know, someday, I will love another.
I know many truths,
But still does not change
The war waging on
Between my heart and my brain.
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About The Artistic Poet: Cristina Marrero
- Kent Marrero
- Jacksonville, FL, United States
- I'm a Latinx, Queer/Non-Binary writer born in San Juan, Puerto Rico. I transformed into Diaspora when I was transplanted onto the mainland and have lived in Florida ever since. Before coming out as Transgender, I wrote The River - The Unsung Love Story and published a book of poems initially released through Lulu.com under their birth name. Shortly after that, I took a break from writing, leaving the series unfinished. Today I continue writing under my chosen name with a focus on LGBTQ+ intersectional characters for Young Adult audiences.
Emotions are funny like that, huh? No matter what your brain says, you still feel what you feel.
ReplyDeletePart of growing up, for me, has been learning to say things like, "I'm just mad. I know it's not your fault and I have no right to be mad at you, but I'm just mad. Just leave me alone for a bit and I'll get over it and everything will be fine."
Thing is, I do have a right to be mad... furious even, but it's not so much mad anymore as it is just acceptant. It is just very hard when you have related so many places and things with one person, and now you have to re-define them. Re-associate them. And it's hard when all your friends are mutual between you and your ex. They don't even have to speak for me to to think of her. They just have to be in front of me or talk to me because I remember that I know them through her. That is part of why I am going to Kentucky for a week. It will get me away from my surroundings long enough to have new stories to tell that will not envolve her. =0/
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