Angel G. Bermudez Ortiz

Rainy days like these to me make no sense

Rainy days like these to me make no sense Happiness is in the air shouting at me to smile at the cameras They are everywhere, I wish it would stop but everything is in a good mood today Even the te...

Who killed the real purpose of the color Red?

Does death really hurt or is just closing your eyes peacefully? Really though, I've never been scared of that word Fairytales imply that ones death is met by a sword Oceans full of mystical creatu...

Jealousy

There are two types of ways someone can make you jealous: you like someone who is in a relationship already, or someone is having a better life or more success than you. Maybe there might be more t...

Fantasy (or expectations) vs Reality

Oh, fantasies. You know that little movie we make up in our heads? It's got a story, characters that are already established (or these characters are real people controlled by us, the person fantas...

The Room of Screams

We met at a party, shaky hands with a gentle posture As I talk to her, she had the voice of a hotel elevator Body that resembled a palm tree with small mangos Even Django would kill her with just o...

July 14, 2015 - LA

This is the first time, and not the only time I'll write about my experience in an honest, graphic way. Also, I'll keep the cuss words out for now. To be honest, I can safely say that I never wante...