Monday, August 31, 2009

Este amor que se me escapa de las manos es errado,
se ha entregado a la justicia de su naturaleza...
si fuese Dios no doleria tanto.
Es el mundo
son los humanos
como si, construidos de metal y asfalto, y disfrazados de algodon y seda, atentaran encajar unos con otros, consiguiendo solamente un colapso.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

I wish u well...

i just wish you would get to know my true colors...
wish i could tell you
only you
how much i hate you, how much i love you
wish i could smack the floor with your head
and nurse you later with tender care
pretending it was all your fault...
wish you found out im a snake
and you my friend,
regardless of what you claim to be
i wish you could see
you are my rat...
my nasty, disgusting, gross rat...
the one i deserve, the one i have created
the one i love.