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Latinx Salud Poems:  An Inaugural Collection

Overpowered

​​Sad.
              Sad.
                            I feel sad, every day.
Emotions overpower me.
              Hoping they will fade.


Sadness, loneliness, frustration, and ANGER!
              I don’t know what to do.
How do I control all of this?
              Stop these thoughts from going askew.


These negative emotions consume the best of me.
              Irritable, exhausted, pained –
Llorando a todas horas.
              ¡AYUDA! I’m so emotionally drained.
“¡No llores! ¿Porque siempre lloras?”
              It’s like the voice in my head is trained.
                            She says, “¡No seas chillona!”
Be FUERTE. Unrestrained.


Some people put on a façade,
              smile and laugh,
Except –
              faux photograph.
Well, that’s me too,
              winning Oscars daily.
                            Hey, who knew?

Battling to be strong,
              anxious to go out.
Tired of fake smiles
              and habitual “how are you”s.


Acting happy –
              Is emotionally draining.
Punch! Punch!
              Let it all out,
                            the anger is exclaiming.


It’s like I’m different people sometimes.
              Sometimes happy, sometimes sad,
                            sometimes OK, sometimes NOT.
“It’s all so confusing!”
              my thoughts scream inside.
                            Will I get through this?
¡Ayuda! This is a lot.


Sleep is usually what I wish to do.
No more painting, no more dancing,
              movies, and TV shows for the inner loca to subdue.
Entranced in a different world, a different life,
              escaping reality to mentally survive.


Daytime is for the big dreams.
              Dreams of being a champion.
Because worry, anxiety, stress is what everyone says
              are causing the frequent nightmares that awake me.


My mom tells me to drink jugos naturales –
              De manzana, apio, y kale
                            to make my health better.
              Y que también siga con el baile.
With love and concern, mi mami and papi tell me:
              “Ay mija, tomate un té.
                            Relájate.
                                         Controla tu estrés.”

Happiness is a choice, they say,
              a state of mind.
But what if your mind is broken?
              Broken – like mine.
                            What then? Where do I begin?

Quiero ser feliz,
              happy once again.
How I remember feeling once,
              but not exactly sure back when.


I choose to be happy!
              Who doesn’t choose that?
Cuéntame. ¿Qué pasa?
              Come on, let’s chat.


No one can tell you how to feel,
              nor tell you that your feelings aren’t valid.
What you feel is real –
              to YOU.
So, do not conceal,
              and do not get pushed aside,
                            told you don’t have a reason to be sad.
They may not fully understand.


S T I G M A.
              It’s time that it SHATTERS.
Siempre recuerda –
              YOUR FEELINGS MATTER.

June 2019


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