I was only 5

He stayed behind

He stayed behind
She move forward
Walking over the mountains
Following the light she went
Pulling her children

Faster and faster she walked
Feeling the pain she cried
Into the tunnel she entered
Searching for guidance

Soon she would find it
Leaning against her she did
No hesitation, no process, not thinking
Assuming she would understand

She pulled her and pushed her
She whispered and screamed
She dragged her and embraced her
Filling her with pain

Hoping she would help her
She continued, forgetting that she too would need her
Forgetting that she would grow up

That she would also cry, she would also search for the light

And she grew and she walked
With all the pain and all her might she ran
No one around her, no one to lean on
Only her courage, Only her might
She will find light

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Bienvenidos a mi vida

I know that so far most people don't understand much about my poems or who I am. Most of what I write is part of my life. I have always loved to write, but like most I was unsure I had the skill. I'm not a professional and it will be hard for some of you to understand. My goal is to have fun and put down all that I think and feel. Some poems maybe sad others happy. Hope to introduce other thoughts in a variety of ways such as pictures, poems and just writing in general. Life has had many turns, ups downs and I'm sure we can relate in one way or another. We are all unique. mainly because all experiences impact all people differently. In 26 years I think I have walked a very unique path. I always say that anything that happens is another page to a book that will be written. For that reason I have decide to test myself. All one can do in life is try and if we fall pick ourselves up. Here is my life as I know it.

Enjoy It as much as enjoy writing!

Karla Villa

So it Began

Day two

The storm
The wind blowing hard
The rain hit like a beating drum
And there they were
Two lost children fighting
Trying to make sense
No understanding of how to fix it
It rained and rained
Searching for the light they gave up
Looking to the north
Looking to the south
Forgetting their little girl
Their journey began
With no thought they walked away
Step by Step they walked

Day One

Day one
She was born September 28,1985
Two lost people who loved and lost
They were lost like dust in the wind
Soaked in the waves of the ocean 
Falling rapidly, like falling stars into a universe of unknowing knowledge
There She was, a new born child waiting to grow
Like a seed waiting to sprout

Born in the state of Michoacán,  Mexico.
Her name Karla Paulett Villa
Taking a breath of air, smiling, soaking
Lost in the colors of her new life
Confused as to what mountain she would climb


Soon to paint her own path
She was born to two people lost in the canvas of life
Molding her they began
As they pulled, shaped, bent, and formed her
And she started the journey

The journey has drawn a path
Where she will go, Where she will be
Not one can tell