The Monster 

The pandemic was the first wave 

Losing the people I love 

In pain as I was grieving the living 

Locked away in a room filled with silence 

I got too close with my thoughts 

I was on zoom when I got the call 

Could barely speak, It was too hard to breathe

My throat felt like a tied knot 

Tears fell down like pouring rain 

Fighting with nurses 

On my knees begging just so I could be able to see her face 

Imagine the women who raised you, almost on her deathbed 

Not being able to hold her hand or make sure she is okay 

I had to answer that call

The call before her life would’ve been taken from her

Our memories were stuck on replay  

And her voice sounded like a broken record 

“I love you” would have been her last words 

It felt like we were living in two separate worlds 

Praying was the reason she was saved 

Covid was a monster who lived inside my grandmother 

A battle I wasn't able to fight 

A war I am glad she won 

But after so many breakdowns and long nights 

The pandemic has taught me to be grateful for who is in your life 

Don't let this monster get you too 

Don't let the wave swallow you whole 

My Birthday

I guess the weather outside changed that day 

On this canvas of life, all I could see was black, white and gray 

Thoughts spinning out of control, you would’ve thought I was a tornado 

Anger turned into destruction, the truth made me a hurricane 

Wind wasn’t the only presence that blew out my birthday candle 

She pinched the flames out then made me go insane 

Her birthday gift to me, was telling me that our eleven year friendship went down the drain 

Loving her was loving two people at once, and I am not a good multitasker

But she said loving me was like drowning in a tsunami, and she hates natural disasters

My birthday was the first time I have ever put a face mask on 

This was the day my life path changed and my old path was something I couldn’t get back on 

She was a magician who practiced witchcraft on me 

Her beautiful lies are what really scarred me 

She said I ruined her life canvas but she knew I was never artsy 

her anger turned into a wildfire and it destroyed my party 

This pandemic was the reason my social battery died 

She was the reason depression and I moved to a tiny room in the back of my mind  

Covid was the reason my house became a prison 

This storm taught me to be prepared for the things you don't see coming