Pobre Diabla-david rosado

Pobre Diabla 3

Miss hidden agenda
Compulsive selfishness
The way you fake the talk
Fell for the illusion of love again
The shades of blue I’ve never seen
Won’t step where the grass is green
Intoxicated talk
Can’t figure out what’s real or not

Miss denying addiction
Spending too much time
On what’s already said and done
I can’t bring you back
But there could be a coping way
Oblivious in this dangerous world
These people deceit you
With their some kind of ways

Miss homesick
Please let go of the past
It’s your trauma harness
We’ve all been through some shit
But every once in a while
You should put yourself in other shoes
And be humble
Or you’ll always be oblivious

Miss self-destruction
I won’t ask if you won’t tell
Maybe it doesn’t matter
But your selfish ways
Left me to dry
While you aimlessly walk
Take any opportunity given
To remember to forget to remember to..

Miss enabler
Waking up in the wrong place
way too many fucking times
I can’t blame the poor devil
For losing my grasp
On my needs and wants
Cognitive dissonance
The fork in the road

Miss already dead
Have I been chasing a ghost?
Not a care in the world
Blocking out the urge to dwell
Sometimes it’s a gift
But you will never learn
I know I should stay away
But why do you want to die alone?


Hello, my name is David Rosado and I have been writing poetry very low key for a long time now and a friend encouraged me to put some of it out there. Here is a poem I wrote called “Those eyes shine” which is a very personal and emotional piece for me, Here it is.

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