Suffocating

I just want to breathe. I’ve been finding myself suffocating with the words that my heart knows but my mouth refuses to say. They’re tied in a lovely bow against my neck slowly squeezing, I feel the warm stream of blood as they break through the skin of my throat. Tragic. I hear a soft…

Cosmic Collision

He paints me every night, our own version of the starry night, made out of my cries of passion and moon shaped scars of desire softly connecting the swirling red galactic marks left on my body to create the constellation titled ‘devotion’ planet of two uninhabitable by all creators us two. he sings to me…

SOUL

I hope that today you can look at your reflection and understand that there’s more to you than what you see.  Gabriela A Tejada     Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

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…

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.

Her Personality

Borderline.  The edge that she stands on peaking over each day looking over the edge of reality, insanity, stability, on the line. Every morning battling with being pushed off or brought back from the end of the road. A constant battle  “Do I jump, do I let go?” or “Do I fight against the waves…

Category 5

She was an explorer searching for a gentle rainfall but instead, she found your storm. You were a tempest the unknown in her world of certainty but her body was fragile too fragile for your violence. As she laid on your chest she began to crack under your heavy caress, she began to fracture. As…

A Portrait

I want every tear that falls from your eyes to paint a poetic landscape of healthy boundaries and self-care. No heartache in vain, but all lessons of growth. Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved.All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

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?…