Sunday, November 30, 2014

Trapped on your own lonely dreams

Days of complete silence, when there is no one around
As days pass by you just figure nobody cares
And that you won't make any difference
You wonder if you just might as well disappear completely
It gets to apoint when you are tired of all the masks and pretending
There is no more scapes
No more way out
Your heart keeps hurting
There is no more sense in anything
Specially when you open your eyes just to see you are wandering, lost and not going anywhere, no matter how far you try to run
It is you all alone with your thoughts trapped in hopes and dreams that might as well never get to happen
Always trying to find where you messed up and why did it all go wrong
Then your body gets tired of any movement, because it is exhausted of doing all the same stupid things that make no sense at all
Your head is heavy, tired of waiting for something or someone to shake you up and make you believe again
This just might never gonna happen
Worlds is lost and you lost yourself in it
Alone and lonely, caged and shunk on a corner
Being hurt for all that you once look forward to
Life fooled you and you wish you could spend the rest of it sleeping
Dreaming of all the hopes and wishes that will never be

Sunday, November 23, 2014

I still breath

We don't breath the same air
Although is the same we share
Mine is dense filled with past
Yours is light and young as the adventures you still might think you will have
My life gained one and only one single meaning
And the search is hard to find
'cause the whole world got lost
All meaningless
I'll search
I don't give up
I know it is there
Somewhere

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Filling up a hole

Breathing in it feels like smoke
But it fills up a hole
A void place inside your soul
That needs to be fed
And the only thing that nourishes
This emptiness is to inhale intoxication
You clench your teeth in rebellion
For all that you don't realize
The whole being is filling that
Emptiness and you have no idea
Who else will be able to work it out
Still there's a hole that whistle everytime you keep running
Slow the pace
Still it whistles
The hole will never be filled in again
No matter where you keep searching
It will never be the one that conquered that lot