Es
jodidamente aterrador
que lo cotidiano deje de ser cotidiano
y que las cosas que antes te hacía feliz hoy solo sea del color gris
y que el
silencio se convierta en ruido
y que el cariño se convierta aversión
o que el ave que cantaba todos los días por la mañana
solo cante los viernes por la
tarde
o simplemente, que el yo nunca
se convierte en siempre.
Mientras el encierro se hace largo, espero nuevos vientos y sigo la corriente.
Nuevo blog :)
27 February 2012
20 February 2012
Será solo hoy
Hoy no se me quita de la cabeza estos recuerdos y debe ser porque no hago nada en todo el dia,solo pensar. Y como alquien dijo si no tienes nada que hacer, los pensamientos te llevan cada vez más lejos hasta que se llega en un punto en que ya no puedes seguirlos.
19 February 2012
The past and the night
I just realize why I hate nights, because silent people have the loudest minds!
The book says: "We might be through with the past, but the past ain't through with us", not now and I hope that never even that way im gonna have to keep this emty feeling..
So today I realized that the night and the past have a whole conspiracy against who I was..
The book says: "We might be through with the past, but the past ain't through with us", not now and I hope that never even that way im gonna have to keep this emty feeling..
So today I realized that the night and the past have a whole conspiracy against who I was..
16 February 2012
08 February 2012
02 February 2012
I still think of us, eight hours of nine
I´m walking on streets through which we used to walk
the same bench, the same tree
On streets where we were holding hands and promised
What I say today and now, I feel really
I feel like I´ve lost what I´ve loved most in this world
I let time to pass and it feels like is falling asleep
But I still think of us eight hours of nine
I see the buildings I see all the places
And they awaken memories
I don´t hold your hand, but I have you in front of me
Morning disappeared in a second and...
Now, alone I´m at a dead end on another road
My heart cries and I do not want it to see
I do not want it to see because it doesn't understand
How time have passed and I'm still suffering
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