en realidad ya no se que decir
Friday, December 07, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
Breathe no more
Tan solo...
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Somos algo asi...
Los momentos son solo susurros del tiempo a la vida,
pero que mas dá.
El tiempo es solo un soplo que atraviesa la mente,
solo haciendo las cosas volar.
Mira atentamente al espejo,
diome qué ves.
Estoy del otro lado en tu reflejo,
que es lo que ves.
juntas.
Creando el espacio que nos va uniendo,
lucha.
Las dos caras se ven,
somos diferentes.
El amor rompe las cadenas,
dime que sientes.
Esta alma es tuya,
aunque un dia me vaya.
Recuerda que te seguiré amando,
aunque la marea me cubra las alas.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Me Duele
dejar de escuchar tu risa,
saber que tu mirada se va perdiendo a traves de mi.
Me cautiva tu llanto,
olvidar que el tiempo pasa deprisa,
mirar como la lluvia lentamente se va reflejando en ti.
que las sombras estaran en tu lugar,
cerca de mí,
no quiero soltar tus manos
Tan solo pensar que ya no volveras,
dejas mi alma hecha pedazos.
Friday, September 21, 2007
Perdiendo...
Por favor, Por favor, perdoname.
Pero no quiero volver.
Talves un dia mires al cielo,
y preguntes a nadie:
Hay alguien perdido?
No lloraste por mi ausencia,
Me olvidaste hace tiempo,
Tengo tan poca importacia?
Soy tan insignificante?
No hay algo perdido?
No hay alguien perdiendome?
Siempre pense que fuí un sacrificio,
Tu no me buscaste,
No ahora,
Y pensar morir para saber si me amas,
estoy muy sola,
no hay alguien perdiendome?
Si lloro, lloro
sabiendo que no te importa,
y si duermo, solo para soñar contigo
despierto sin ti ahi.
No hay algo perdido?
No hay algo..?
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
No te importo...
Monday, August 27, 2007
Like Me
Monday, May 14, 2007
Nada
Monday, March 12, 2007
I can't More
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Espirit of the Night
Monday, March 05, 2007
You're my Shadow
I am here, you cannot see me?
Locked up in some place I am,
Why you do not look for to me?
I do not know that to do,
sometimes the doubts drown my dress,
loggin my badness.
I do not know what is to love, Perhaps you know you to it?
I am here, Why you do not look for to me?
I lock in myself in your dreams,
I hide your feelings,
reflection which you need, everything.
I make die your joy,
I support to me in your old melodies.
I know that you do not want to me,
but Why still you follow with me?,
I turn your days nights,
your face I return them shades.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Where are you?
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Mirror
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
My Fallen Angel
Monday, January 22, 2007
I see you l
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Is by You
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Follow
Disquieting pain penetrates in the deep thing, Stopping my breathing suddenly, the dark brings closer when rising the moon, Not more than deceptive solitude. Smoothly the dream I am called on my face, Doing to me to lose the conscience, the thoughts crowd around itself in an restlessness sea, the words leave me out of breath, single has left to close the eyes, before the reality on which I am living a lie. The traps encamp around to me, Single collection fallen Angels, not but who miseries. Nightmares torment my soul, until when I will have to continue supporting? My forces are exhausted, I do not create to be the sufficiently strong thing to follow in the same. The options every time are less, Less and less is the light, the dark welcomes to me and the light locks up to me.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
No more about me
slowly, leaving everything, I do not want to think about my. There are people who surround to me, but nonencounter very variant things since I exist. The pain and the happiness are not different things, not in my world. With time I have learned of the others, some of which they have done to me hard by means of its weaknesses. Sometimes I reprimand myself being. I believe that I am not anybody for anybody and often I have wanted to regret to me to try to be it. There are things that I do not create to reach, the doubt and the anguish each invades my head you see that they want to try things that go outside my, I cannot escape of my same one. I cross the memories that are moved away, still the sadness accompanies to me and to think that algun day was born my happiness, but nobody wanted to see it and for that reason it died, also I was the guilty because I did not want to show it. Sigh when remembering things that a day I had now and do not exist.