domingo, 9 de octubre de 2011

Thoughts from the Sky

It is not just from the body that we feel
we feel from the soul, we fill in a role
It is from the deepest wounds that men have
the ones from the soul we bury them shy
It is from the deepest fears that men regret
the past, the future that we strive
Shameless minds begin to carry
resteless thoughts with no answers
Devoted days, devoted nights
breathless holes in their hearts
It's not the man, it's not the chest
it's the invisible silence of death

domingo, 9 de enero de 2011

Reached the Point of no Turning Back

I don't see behind, I will only look forward.
There is no past for me.

viernes, 7 de enero de 2011

Hate

I just want to express my sadness
Not because I don't have you anymore
Just because I knew it from the very start
That things would end up this way

I hate foreseeing things
I hate knowing things and pretending I don't
I hate the way that I can't hate any of you
But what I hate the most... is myself
For letting this happen over and over again