Hyperthermia

I’m scared to fall in love again. I’m terrified of free falling into the red abyss of vulnerability and acceptance. The thought of allowing you in while I’m still trying to see through my cracked heart hurts prematurely maybe it will never hurt but the phantom-like waves of drowning wash over me as my body…

Shades of Poetry

  Every light emits a shade of feelings Every building a new story Every life another universe.  Why?  Because my City is poetry.  Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

Pray

We become so jaded in life so used to being hurt that anything else is terrifying. We write every interaction off because we think everyone is the same without understanding that, that then means we are too. As cliché as it sounds, everything happens for a reason. We meet people for a reason. We live…

Understanding

She took her pain and made them lessons. A student of life teaching herself from each lesson all for the better all for the whole. Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved.All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

Calming Breath

Each Sunset brings with it a sort of unexplainable calm each color representing the palette of life the shades of living. As I watch the night break I take a breath each night as I watch the Moon rise and the Sunset I’m aware that it’s the purest breath I’ve taken that day.  Gabriela A…

Law

The importance of self-love means understanding our ability to say NO. It means that in our hands we hold the final decision. Because in self-care, and creating healthy boundaries, we are the Judge and Jury. We are law. You loved yourself enough to let them go, so love yourself enough to heal Internalize Feel Learn…

Heaven

We took a trip that night, one-way trip with no clear destination ready, but not quite excited yet, nervous. As we hovered in the clouds next to the Moon and Stars you looked at me and took my breath away When I look at you I can see it all, through your eyes I see…

Healthy

I guess self-love becomes obsolete when we become absolutely obsessed with the dopamine being poured into our system. Who am I when you’re my everything? When the air I breath isn’t my lifeline but instead your instant gratification. What is self-respect when the definition is blurred and misconstrued by your every whim and selfish need?…

Divinity

he worshiped at the altar of her beauty mesmerized like a deprived man solemnly compliant in the observance of her. as he prayed on his hands and knees he wanted nothing more than a glimpse nothing more than a whisper from her soft lips nothing less than her body and soul. she owned his heart…