Entradas
Like a small kid fighting to be born, like a musician trying to compose when he's being tangled by the encore.
The small injury in the deep bottom is even more painful than a bullet in my toe.
My soul screams for help, look it seems archangelic, is it real?
is it true that it's all a dream, is it true that you never left, is it a lie?
I have no else to do, but to struggle in my room, fighting with the pillows and the broken spirits that torment my peace.
No it's no demon, it's the spirit of a thousand broken hearts, reminding me never to fall again.
Like a bird in a cage, my feelings are struggling to get out, but a man is a man and a man shreds no tears, a man doesn't have stupid feelings, That's what they say.
But I'm no man, I'm a kid who grew up to fast, who gets mad every time she comes back to my mind, a kid trying to grow.
How is it? This kid grew without even being born. Through the galaxy it was flying and it collapsed... yes my galaxy collapsed, and every word she said threw me further and further into a vile selfish land called home, earth, planet.
where intelligent animals call themselves human, but there is no human in this world.
i had to adapt, and i had two forms. Adaption and Perfect Adaption.
and i realized it's easier to adapt because it's to follow the worlds stupid pattern and be somebody and anybody at the same time.
So i chose Perfect Adaption, which is the secret soul you bond with yours to make you a happy animal in a world fulfilled with un-happiness.
I'm not mad at all, i keep no rage, i keep the memories i once enjoyed, but now they hurdle what they call a heart.
The voice in my head screams "you are alone" but a strange feeling in my heart says "I'm here" and what is there is what i once bonded with my soul to make me a happy animal.
The silence surrounds my bedroom as i write my feelings, knowing that no more than 5 of my closest friends shall or will read this, because they have interest, because they lived what i lived and they feel what i feel. The pain of loving, and having to stop.
The tears we shared in a car, in a lonely night. The crack in the park at midnight telling part of the secret, the valuable time we sit down in a bench in silence, because that is what bonds us.
oh hell of the day you passed in silence, and in silence u left unnoticed, just like me.
there goes winter, summer, spring and fall a year filled with silence, pretending you can handle... we can handle all the world's issues in a sight, but we are afraid to let the world know what happens in our mind, in silence, in the dark. We admire the couples, we admire love, we admire reconciliation but we are afraid to reconcile, love and become couples, because of what that somebody did. Marked my life, marked your life, marked our life.
do you realize what i did today? i had to speak about silence in silence, because i don't dare to speak.
wreck full silence, the hurdle of my times, will i be the stimulus to make you end? will i be the one to take the first step? will you ever stop, will you ever continue your way? will you ever let me know if that somebody felt as i do today, yesterday, tomorrow...?
silent... no speak, nobody to care
1991-∞
