-Maybe I Write For Two-

Antes de estar a la defensiva, cavando una posibilidad.
Antes de la advertencia inversa y reencorosa.
Antes de entender, de construir, de atar cabos sueltos o inicios.
Soy MALA, te alcanzan suficientes palabras para sugerir.
Antes de mañana, siempre te enojará mi enojo. y me cansará tu espacio
POr un corto lapso de tiempo, me estaré escondiendo.
Antes de callar, siento que debo ceder, antes de insistir, antes de volver a deshacer la distancia y el tiempo.

.quiero creer que eres sólo un momento / necesito más de lo que puedes dar.

my writting is never mine...

-Soy Tu Pasado Imperfecto-

Lo recuerdo o lo invento.

Recuerdo que el último sarcasmo de la noche fue tu risa.
Invento que escuchas lo que llevo y que tardas poco para encender una imagen.

Pero como estar ahí cuando la noticia llega, cuando escucho todo para imaginar que harás con mi mañana.

Ya no al reclamo, sino a la espera, a un para siempre-siempre-siempre falso.

Cu4tro: Apostar, Perder, Aceptar, Olvidar

Ella fue con él al fin del mundo, pero sólo encontró desencuentros. Desencuentros como cuando ella llama justo después de que él se haya ido, cuando ella se entrega y él la observa como un desconocido, cuando al mirar el horizonte no miran exactamente lo mismo.

Me hubiera gustado explicarte, pero la cabeza se siente lejos.

La mitad de lo que quiero decir, siempre se queda dentro, la otra mitad se vuelve indescifrable. Saber lo que dices, lo que respondes, duele y no; el no reconocerme en esas frases me obligan a apartarme de tu camino. Aprendió a alejarse poco a poco. Es tentador, aun así no pienso quedarme por mucho. Alguna vez fuimos…

-He Embodies My Faith Into Humanity-

Do you really know where you're going?
Everything is so busy at the moment.

why do you do it to yourself? foolish optimistic
It feels like some sort of obscure virus, in a poxy park...
not sleeping ok / drinking-smoking too much / full of school stuff.
Trapped in microcosm?

The boy disappeared, smiling & staring up in disbelief-
Meanwhile known faces aglow limp complacency, nihilistics / apparently uninhibited "ourselfs" all this time.

Im not hearing straight since i said yes (to say yes to one instant,
is to say yes to all of existence) it bursts into a chain of forced affirmations, until the last line drop disputing the fact of a newdateappliance.
"I will not let this happen"

So, read ( here ) ( here ) & ( here ) ok, i think this is just the beginning, i gotta lay down, i have to be able to see the ground... don't you realize!!?
i just want to hold him cause i need someone to hold me... reason of enough random thoughts: i couldn't breath last night, & you looked so fast asleep that i didn't want to wake you -& I DID NOT WAKE YOU UP- instead i waited at the edge,
nothing that even remotely resembles your head...
my advise: if it ever happens to you, better start naming names,
they'll all come back - to make ends meet.

This is my reasonable point of view with wide emotional honesty.
I just want to be led on until someone starts to miss me,
just like drowning & resurfacing & drowning & resurfacing &...
until somebody hits you
& i replied, what will happen to us now?... anyway, who gives a fuck?
we have lost our minds --- through our hearts.

-So Break Into My Mind-

you know it flows over me, in a simple way: changes, changes, changes & changes
-i'm going through changes-
sometimes u need to break yourself to see things differently
there's always the need to redefine, to think things over & again.
just because we met at dust doesn't mean i can hold the cold.
The shrieking is always standing near to feed us,
i'm on my nees to stare at my ignorance,
in addition (as if it's not enough)
i must isolate him from the choices of a personal demon
It's too late, negotiations are breaking down
Something's got to give this time, i'll let go
my reason: i choose to live... in a fragment of hell

Should I Speak?

That Particular Time
Alanis Morissette

my foundation was rocked my tried and true way to deal was to vanish
my departures were old i stood in the room shaking in my boots
at that particular time love had challenged me to stay
at that particular moment i knew not to run away again
that particular month i was ready to investigate with you
at that particular time

we thought a break would be good for four months we sat and vacilated
we thought a small time apart would clear up the doubts that were abounding
at that particular time love encouraged me to wait
at that particular moment it helped me to be patient
that particular month we needed time to marinate in what "us" meant

i've always wanted for you what you've wanted for yourself
and yet i wanted to save us high water or hell
& i kept on ignoring the ambivalence you felt
& in the meantime i lost myself
in the meantime i lost myself
i'm sorry i lost myself, i am

you knew you needed more time to spent alone with no distraction
you felt you needed to fly solo and high to define what you wanted
at that particular love encouraged me to leave
at that particular moment i knew staying with you meant deserting me
that particular month was harder than you'd believe but i still left
at that particular time

-Red Sand Juxtaposition-

What do you see when you close your eyes?
Today I went for a long walk
-it almost made me forget myself-
after an hour walking alone, without sympathy... i've realized that i'm others, that i could live with cold, eyes wide oen & wide shut.
After a freak long walk, my conception of pain changed, because there were moments i couldn't feel extremeties.

I still love tragedy & it makes me smile

Set me fire
Keep me quiet