Miriam's Poems šŸ«¶šŸ¼

  • Raw. Emotional. Honest.

    Follow me on my socials down below šŸ™‚

    • Personal Instagram: @m.mlopz
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    I Write The Unsaid!

    Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.

    — Oscar Wilde.
    July 6, 2019

  • Lust Vs Love

    L Loving the attention you get but in the end it's meaningless,
    U Unstable thoughts creep in. Mistaking kindness for attraction,
    S Silenced feelings. No real conversations. A simple sexual status.
    T They both say what they want to hear. Full of lies and no realness.

    V Valuing a good person with good intentions,
    S Stormy seas but real love isn't easily ended.

    L Love is seen. Consistent. Felt. Almost like the feeling of peace,
    O One who understands and supports the other's goals and abilities.
    V Values and respect one's flaws no matter how hard it may seem,
    E Effective communication. Takes time to develop but in the end you know what love really means.
                                                                                                                          Miriam Lopez (@m.mlopzwrites)
    January 7th, 2025
    October 7, 2025

  • Living In Your Head

                                                                  After much heartbreak and betrayal,
    You lay in bed at night, feeling ill.

    You stop believing in love,
    A feeling you once couldn't get enough of.

    You're constantly reminded of all that went wrong,
    Reminded of the face you loved but is now gone.

    Your heart, left traumatized,
    Left alone, wondering why.

    Living in a world of hurt and living in the past,
    Spring and summer flew by but it reads 'winter' on my weather forecast.
                                                                                                                       Miriam Lopez (@m.mlopzwrites ) 
    September 10th, 2025
    October 3, 2025

  • Fangorn Forest .. šŸ’š


    F Fangorn Forest, the home of the 'Ents', the guardians of the forest. With a dark, dense, and creepy feeling,
    A A walk, a run, even a picnic sounds lovely. Letting the wind blow it all away. As sense of peace when my heart is grieving.
    N Never really alone. You'll hear the grumbling of the trees. If you listen closely, they speak when they're not sleeping.
    G Guardians of a distant past. A past they don't remember but left them aching, angry, and lonely .... left them watching.
    O On many occasions, it was said that many were killed for cutting down trees and some get lost from wandering.
    R Resting on a branch, not knowing if it's a leg or shoulder. Enjoying the calmness and peace the forest brings,
    N Never ending adventures, many stories to hear. All the pain and abandonment they've carried.
                                                                                                                    Miriam Lopez ( @mmlopzwrites) 
    September 11th, 2025
    October 2, 2025

  • The One That Looks Back At Me

    I knew I've hit the lowest point of my depression when I looked in the mirror and didn’t recognize the person looking back at me,
    The girl looking back at me had really pale skin, and lips, she looked very much unalive and beastly.

    The shine in my eyes was gone,
    The eyes looking back at me.. watery, swollen, and bloodshot.
    May 5, 2023
    Miriam Lopez (m.mlopz)
    September 15, 2025

  • Lost In The Page

    When I open a book, it’s like opening a portal to a different world,
    A world so different than this one. A place where peace is not disturbed.

    From within the leaves and words of pages, my soul feeds,
    Although it’s all fiction, I feel a connection to the characters whenever my soul bleeds.

    They said it was just a book, but to me it was something a lot more,
    To me it's a distraction far from home and the front cover is the door.

    The imagination is the window to many lands,
    Slowly the new world surrounds me as I’m holding the book in my hands.
    May 1, 2023
    Miriam Lopez ( @m.mlopzwrites )
    September 6, 2025

  • Colors of Life

    This color can be related to something negative but personally it’s one of my favorites,
    It’s the darkness of midnight, when the sadness suddenly hits.

    This color symbolizes tranquility, knowledge, and power,
    It’s the color of the sky, during daylight hours.

    This color is another one of my favorites. It represents sincerity, honesty, loyalty, and hard work.
    It is the color of strong cold coffee that tastes delicious and bitter when it’s cold.
    It is the color of the tree trunks where I sat as a young girl to read or write the thoughts and emotions I’ve never told.

    This color is best known for or connected with nature and growth,
    It's one of the colors on our Mexican flag, which symbolizes ā€˜hope’.

    This color represents anger, passion, and determination,
    Another color on our Mexican flag, symbolizing the blood of the brave soldiers: for their dedication.

    This color was another one of my favorites. It symbolizes royalty, wealth, dignity, and mystery,
    It is a color that creates romantic or nostalgic feelings.

    This color is more positive and happy. It represents peace and purity,
    It is the third color on our Mexican flag, symbolizing unity.
    A color that takes me back when I was an alter server, our gown, and we was surrounded by it’s brightness,
    The same brightness that rid me from the darkness.
    May 3, 2023
    Miriam Lopez (m.mlopz)
    September 3, 2025

  • Behind ..

    Behind every joint,
    Is a girl who was always afraid to disappoint.

    Behind every blunt,
    Is a girl who was full of happiness, love, and trust.

    Behind every cart,
    Is a girl who learned to turn her pain into art.

    Behind every high,
    Is a girl who cries for her grandparents as she looks up to the sky.

    Behind every bottle,
    Is a girl who loves to travel through her novels.

    Behind every can,
    Is a little girl who promised to never go down this path.

    Behind every smile,
    Are the hidden tears that I’ve spilled since a child.

    Behind every blade,
    Is a girl who promised to never hurt herself and
    was always afraid.

    Behind every cut,
    Is a girl who suffered from her own mind but everyone thought she was nuts.

    Behind every weight lifted, behind all the muscle gained,
    Is a girl who’s body was always criticized and later became ashamed.

    Behind every pose,
    Is a girl who was bullied and now continues to grow.

    Behind every injury,
    Is a girl who ran and kicked away the misery.

    Behind every rep completed,
    Is a girl who kept a humble heart no matter how bad she was treated.

    Behind every gym session,
    Is a girl that didn’t know how to release her depression.
    May 24, 2023
    Miriam Lopez @m.mlopzwrites
    September 3, 2025

  • Mum ā¤ļø

    40 aƱos, con un embarazo de alto riesgo. Pero usted lucho, rezo para el bien del bebƩ y de usted. Y con su fe del tamaƱo del planeta, nacƭ con bien. Eso nunca lo olvido,
    En cualquier situación, siempre estaba usted conmigo.

    El amor de madre es nuestro valioso tesoro,
    Esos ojos chulos que valen oro.

    No nos criaron con caricias y besos,
    Pero si con fe, lealtad y respeto.

    La amo un chingo! No se crea, pero la amo con todo mi corazón,
    Mejor me callo porque me va lavar la boca con jabón šŸ™‚

    Feliz dĆ­a de las madres ā¤ļø
    Miriam Lopez šŸ¤—
    May 10, 2022

  • The Eyes Of An Addict

    As you look in there eyes they look empty, and sad,
    They are not the same and it drives everyone around them mad.
    Loneliness and anger linger deep in your eyes,
    But yet your life is full of broken promises and constant lies.
    They look completely drained and as if they lost their soul,
    I’m on the verge of fighting back my tears that are getting harder to control.
    I pray that one day you will finally see,
    This isn’t the life you truly want for yourself, and I hope the devil finally sets you free.


    Miriam LopezšŸ¤—
    February 5, 2022

  • Lost Hope

    When will the change come?
    What is it that you need? You know for a fact that you’ve had nothing but support. You want so many things but what about us? You don’t see the monster that you have become.

    I’m tired of the same cycle,
    I hope one day and I hope it’s not to late when you realize how much everyone around you loved you.

    You took a path that I would of never considered. I watched you struggle. But I also watched you cry about ā€œwanting to be cleanā€ but I’ve came to realize that it was just for show,
    You cause me so much trauma but I’m not the same girl you took advantage of. I made a decision to move on some time ago.

    I’m tired. I’m tired of all the bullshit. But most importantly I’m tired of watching you manipulate everyone around you, and watching you blame everyone else but yourself,
    I was a little girl who had to hide my emotions. A little girl that had no one but herself.

    You traumatizd me, you molested me, you destroyed me. But the worse part is that you took my innocence and you broke the only trust I ever had,
    You lost your way. You did things that you knew were bad.

    Your actions made me fear men and affection,
    After multiple tries of committing suicide, I realized that I might still be here to teach people a lesson.

    You taught and proved to me that those who we love the most have the power to hurt us the most,
    Wanted to give up so many times but I couldn’t. I couldn’t leave my parents with the pain of their youngest daughter dying from an overdose.

    Till this day, I have nightmares of you. They aren’t all bad, but your presence is the scariest thing,
    I remember the way you used to look at me. When I would look into your eyes instead of me seeing love and care, all I saw in those eyes were hate and lust. Everytime you were close, you were always watching.

    We both are blessed with a family that loves us and parents who gave us everything. Even though you have hurt us, we always stood by your side,
    You have chosen this life, and I’ve come to a conclusion that no one will ever change your mind.

    I think alot and I often wondered if I was put on this world to suffer,
    I don’t know where or how I’ve ever wronged you. No matter all the disgusting things you’ve done, you are still my brother.

    Miriam Lopez šŸ¤—
    January 13, 2022

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