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.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

I missed you tonight... heck I missed you! Seems my blood assimilated your poison a little too well... it still burns my am. Every morning the first pulsation in my head, killing my reason; in every step the shadows chasing me away from freedom. It is precise my friend, that we get it straight before I lose my sanity. I'm missing you like crazy.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

If it wasn't for your voice on the telephone,
the rain would weight a sea on my back,
the storm would push the limits of the imaginary.
If it wasn't for the certainty of disaster
I would swear I dreamed on an angel's attack
to take over my heart, my all, the nothing I own.

If it wasn't for the absence of a heartbeat in my chest
I could have sworn last night you conquered my love.
But I'm sure you called, cos my blood doesn't run
cos I could not possibly live on such a paradox
for my heart is already taken,
I can't let you conquer what's already yours.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Es un dia gris como todos; haga sol, llueva, truene o relampaguee.
A estas alturas del partido deberia de haber colgado los guantes. Verdaderamente, no hay nada digno por lo que luchar, ya no hay... mas que solo espera. Paciencia, vegestorio inutil, paciencia!

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Resolution

The beams of mercy
cover every reflective spot
but the warmth is not
the shadows roam
like there is no sketch,
No amnesty.

And the blaze of color
ignites the glare
imminent disaster
I stare in distress
like there is no pride,
No forgiveness.

The hazel is fading out
the argue is mute
and the silence too loud.
No oath was taken
No race to run
No indulgences.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Lo inexistente

Sos el intrigante deseo de inhalar aire-amoniaco.
Me tenes confundida, suspirando
como dormida
en la imagen de tu mirada congelada sobre mi.
Y me declaro adicta a las cosquillas infantiles
que, pese a los mortales gritos del silencio
siguen recorriendo lo que quiero tuyo;
mas no deberia.

Sos esa llama oculta en azul sereno.
Sos la calma en la tormenta que vos mismo
trajiste a mi.
Y si te vas y me ignoras
Sos la razon para luchar
para escribir.

Sos pues,
mucho mas que lo que mi fragil respirar
puede soportar...
Me fortaleces.
Sos lo que merecen los que se aman,
la noche.
Sos lo que se esconde en el monte rojizo
que nadie conoce
sino solo los que han muerto.

Sos el barco perdido en el mar de hielo,
embotellado;
la fabrica de nieve y niebla.
Sos mio, amante de lo desconocido.
Mi enigma
Mi paradoja
Lo inexistente,
Mio.
Sos el efecto de mi vicio.

To Chris

There's something about this
something unknown
unexplainable
unbearable
something surreal.

There's nothing about this
nothing thrilled
heard
wrong
nothing foreseen.

There's craziness about this
crazy context
stories
feelings
crazy is it all.

But there's no way about this
No way to fight it
to deny it
to avoid it
No way to turn around.

So let me hid from this
from the impact
the unexplored
the magic
hide from your eyes;

for if I fix mi sight on them
I fix my wishes
my future
my expectations
I fix my "I am."

So then...

For there's something & nothing
Craziness & no way to scape,
let me hide from it
let me fix it
let this all be nonsense fate!

May we both
let it pour as if
it should rain...
I'll stand still
under whatever it may be
will come
or ain't.