I am becoming weak day by day Losing hope in every way Searching for a reason to live Hoping someone can give I look around at the world Seems like chaos unfurled People consumed by their greed Forgetting what we really need I want someone to say "Focus on your goals, don't stray" But all I see is disappointment From people, society, and the environment I feel like I've lost my way Confused in everything, day by day Did I forget my purpose, my track? Or did I let all hope slip through the crack? I long for a guiding light To lead me through this endless night To show me that there's still a chance To find my way, to regain my stance I search for a reason to hope To find the strength to cope With all the struggles and strife That threaten to consume my life I remember the dreams I had The ones that made me feel so glad But now they seem so far away Lost in the darkness of each passing day I need someone to remind me That I am strong, that I can be The person I once dreamed to be If only I could see So I'll keep searching, day by day Hoping that someone will say "Focus on your goals, don't stray" And show me the light to find my way I am becoming weak day by day But I refuse to let hope slip away I'll hold on tight, I'll keep the faith And find the strength to embrace each day.

Girl I will eat toast for the rest of my life Please don’t make me go to WORK I belong in windswept meadows And among different rocks and streams I belong smoking a cigarette on the porch, writing And I know this because my dreams Tell me so I am a pioneer for poetry, I am its happiest Parishioner Girl girl girl Can we walk these moored lands ….can we possibly hold hands? The wares of a woman construct me, Her heart will destruct me Like no other And I know because your laugh in My tangled hair is the preacher Yet Somehow I still can’t reach her Copyright ©️ Kimberly Virga 2026

You know, I can’t picture the boughs of ivy Without your face Our house keys shiny in your palm, Your hands soiled, unfit for a fortune teller Crack open a beer, this is our place And you laugh, a ribboned psalm And you gasp, a liberated sigh Greeting me in every one of your beautiful thoughts We order McDonald’s, we clean the Formica With their brutally cheap napkins And you feed me fries The moon is almost full in her sweltering Aries phase, the dutiful woman on fire And nothing inside me cries More than this shifting desire Copyright ©️ Kimberly Virga 2026

In times of trouble, feeling low, I wish for a friend like Doraemon to show, With gadgets and gizmos, always on hand, To help me out, to understand. A friend in need, a friend indeed, Someone to listen, someone to lead, To make my worries disappear, And bring me joy, bring me cheer. In Doraemon, I see a friend so true, Always there, always coming through, With a heart so kind, and a mind so bright, Guiding me through the darkest night. So yes, I admit, I am a bit selfish, But in this wish, I find solace, For a friend like Doraemon, so pure, Is the cure for all that ails, that's for sure.

Can't you hear my silent screams? They are so loud they echo in my dreams. Behind this face that carries a smile Lies a dark road that goes on mile after mile. My silent screams have been going on for years, But it always falls on so many deaf ears. How can they hear these silent screams in my mind? They can't hear my thoughts if I keep telling them I'm fine. What can I tell them? These silent screams carry no words. It's just feelings of sadness and darkness that come in its herds. How can I explain so people understand this? It's like walking around in a suffocating black mist. It's holding on to happiness like holding water in your hands. It just trickles between your fingers and disappears into the sands. I can't explain how this feels; it's so extreme, So I hold my mouth shut to cover my silent screams....