Self-portrait poem from my bitter heart

Like an unopened chest,
I stayed with the deep intrigue of what else is inside of my deep eyes.
Like calm tides,
I transform into a great wave, full of all my regrets.
Like the meow of a baby cat,
I shelter for the protection of my parents while naked from the world I am.

Look at the free and rebellious wind-
What I want to be, while I witness the world counting all the stars.

The trunk in the middle of my heart
Prevents water from passing through me.
While I wait for the distant dawn,
I become a sea of tears with my deep darkness.

My inner demon is anger-
the anger that only calms the salt.

I am a rainbow of emotions,
and a roller coaster.

I am a survivor of the world,
and a raised soldier.

And with my wounded hands,
I open the doors of my future and the doors of my heart.

— Daniela Chourio Soto