viernes, 22 de enero de 2010

Problems;


Sometimes i want to get away.

Perhaps it's easier than all this, i must say.



What's the difference between love in

the bones or in flesh?


When it's love in flesh it could easily fade away.

After a taste of it,you could get enough.

It's not soft, but very rough.

It's superficial,not deep enough to last.

It just leaves sooner or later very fast.



Love in bones is to the core.

It would be hard to have it and just let go.

An addiction hard to fix; there's no rehab for a love like this.



It's like trying to walk without something to sustain you;

it's so scary and painful;

but knowing someone's behind you,holding you tightly but gently while you walk;

knowing they wouldn't let you fall through the worst and all,

is a relief and a cure to the illness of a heartbroken folk.



No one can rule over love.

It's undefined, so it sure can't be redefined.

Don't try to fix something you can't see;

but try to fix what you can feel.

Don't try to love what you see;

simply fall for what that person makes you feel.

miércoles, 13 de enero de 2010

Coma


I'll burn up this blanket of our so called love.

Fill the sheets of our bed with only lust.

Forget your existance bothers me at all,

and put my heart in a box.


I am shaking and i'm cold,

but i'm sure you won't hold on.

So why cry if you aren't worth my fall?

I won't whisper i loved you so.


I'll disappear behind your words

swim towards your hate and turn it off.

You can't smile if you're hurt,

so let me fix you love, oh, love.


I'll let the sun burn what's left of us,

And the moon collapse with your frozen heart,

I'll cool it down with my heat and warmth,

but only if you promise it will be worth it all.


I'll hold your hand until dawn breaks down,

and stare at the light making your skin shine.

There's no other heartwarming smile than the one you share around,

it makes me feel happy and alive.


sábado, 9 de enero de 2010

Farewell;


Like an image freshly drawn,

black lines that seem like endless roads,

lead you to an especific point.


But is there a point for everything,in all?


Looking for answers that can't be found,

and creating questions that can't be answered

tend to fill my head until it drives me mad.


Sometimes i think so much that i think my brain will pause;

but it doesn't.

It keeps on "Play" just when i think it stopped.

It exhausts my body to a point that i have no energy left to open my eyelids

and then i find out i fell asleep, when the sun awakes me.


And it's like a song,

when i think of you.

Every person i have in my memory, has its own song to play.


Well,i don't know yours,and i can't seem to find it.

I'm not sure i will.


The sky's the limit,and your heart's in a cloud.

Why are you so out of reach,love of mine?

So i'll sleep tonight,and forget you won't arrive.

Because it would hurt my heart knowing i can't reach out,

to you.

viernes, 8 de enero de 2010

I Promise, I can't.

Well, is it easy to keep my word?

Not so.


Sometimes i feel like i'll give up on it,but then i remember i'd fail to you.


It's not easy,trust me.


Sometimes i want things..

Things you wouldn't understand; but it doesn't stop me anyway.

To allure is not so amazing because i know i can't have what i want.


But i won't break it,not for you.

Even if it gets hard sometimes.

I'll try my best,

and if i fail, i'm sorry.


I'll apologize non-stop till i don't have oxygen inside my lungs.


I know i wouldn't have to apologize to you,but to myself.


Because that would just bring me problems,

but tell me,darling, who can help love?


Nothing can.

Your body can't,

Your brain can't,

your conscience can't,

No one can.


Love can only help itself;

It will find its way to make things work no matter what.

No matter what it takes,

if love's strong enough,

it'll make its own way through the biggest of crowds.


You can want,

but not command your heart's wishes.

jueves, 7 de enero de 2010

I'll Learn;


Decisions we make are made by us and not by who surround us.

It doesn't depend on the society,our family or friends; but us.

They'll learn to love us anyway;to love us the same way they did when they knew about our existance if they really do "love" who you were,are,and will be.


No one can stop you,only you can stop yourself from mistakes you think you'll make.


Experiment the unknown,be prepared for the hidden,help yourself learn and move on.


We don't know what tomorrow brings for us, so don't waste a moment as of today.


Don't expect life to be amazing, or life to stop being miserable, expect to live it and not waste it.


Buy things that will bring you memories of how you used to be,good and bad, and see the change you've created in others and yourself.


It's not all just about you.


There are a bunch of people secretly wanting to learn about you, don't blow them away if they're taking their time with you, because every second is worth more than you imagine.


Stories, novels, books, notes, lines, words; all with no end.

And guess what?

You could have written your past, and your present.

But you won't know the future;

this is & could be your future, the second that's coming, and now.

lunes, 4 de enero de 2010

StickyNote;


I thought we could fix it all.
But we just made it worse with every line.
Every word meant a thousand things;
a thousand thoughts;
and a thousand beatings in my heart.
Why did i ever trust you?
I condemned myself when i first met you.