terça-feira, 28 de agosto de 2012

Too close


It's a smell
It's a taste
Under my skin it shows
Hate
No. Not that.
Courage is here, not there.
Not where it should be.
Wisdom is here, just where it should be.
Power is here, and also on my mind.
My addiction,
It should never hide.
Thinking too much.
Feeling too much.
The pain always shows up.
Though I can never trust my eyesight.
Misunderstood senses,
Guess we all suffer from it…
Wish I had the answers.
Wish I could tell you.
I am doing my best to avoid the tears from falling.
There are just too many things to keep my success apart.
-x- 

sábado, 25 de agosto de 2012

Let's go


I could write nonstop…
My thoughts
My thoughts
Are killing me little by little
Too much
Too much
Them, me, everything
Wish I could jump to the end
After all this was gone
After she came here
After I went home.
But I am about to leave the place I got used to call home.
I am about to finish my break of the real life
I never liked reality that much anyway
Now it's time to return
Dive in cold waters
Step on burning coal…
I try to run from it
Using my well-known tricks
These do not work
I am lost
I'm somehow free
I feel as if I could walk anywhere
Though they would always be watching me.
-x-