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domingo, 19 de outubro de 2008

A letter to myself

So how have you been doing?

The last time you sent me a letter it was covered with a red liquid.

Maybe you tried to color the letter and didn’t quite work.

Well it smelled like metal. I didn’t know they made ink with the smell of metal.

I seemed like blood, but I’m sure I know you well enough to know you didn’t do anything stupid.

Well, I’ve been doing all right. It’s been 2 years since you didn’t write me back.

You seemed quite depressed and with some weird ideas. I don’t quite understand. But I’ll try to understand.

You said people despised you? I don’t believe that. Everyone that knows you likes you! So don’t really think about that.

You said people didn’t accept you? Well I do! I know you. So ignore it.

You said I don’t know anything because I’m normal? I may be normal. But inside I’m so not normal. And you know that. It’s not my fault that society is all wrong. I myself hate this society. I think we would be better off dead. But if we die, who will point out the rights and wrongs of society?

You know what? I don’t love you. In fact I hate you. But I love you at the same time. Because you are now a part of me. So I am happy I didn’t lose you.

A part of me believes it was not blood on that letter.

I believe you are stronger than that.

Your dear friend:
Ume

sábado, 11 de outubro de 2008

Swaped

Não vejo,
Não consigo abrir os olhos.
É dificil,
Não gosto da realidade.
Embora a conheça e aceite.

Mas eu tenho sonhos,
E pesadelos.
Alimento-me das esperanças,
E sobrevivo.

A vida não pode ser só isto,
Não pode.

Ah, o que é que interesa?
Tenho sonhos.
Tenhos.
E realizalos, so quando eu for livre.

Abre as asas e voa para longe. Mas fica comigo.

sábado, 27 de setembro de 2008

Found Myself

I found myself,

In a corner of a street,

And i didn't know where i was,

I was in your heart

And still i was scared,

Because i had been left alone there,

And i don't know you anymore,

And i walk alone trought your heart...

Where's the way out?

Where's the exit?

I see a light, a flashing light,

It's not like i'm the stupid one here.

So i keep on moving, until i find myself,

Bleeding in some one elses heart.

Or until someone saves ME.

segunda-feira, 14 de janeiro de 2008

She will be loved

can you hear me honey?

Of couse you don't... Sugar my heart beat is stoping, my dreams are your broken wings.

You can't see my heart, not even my sorow. Even if i scream, even if i die...

Sugar come to me, Feel me when i tell you that i'm thinking of you...

Is that all you can take? maybe you are not as strong as i thought...

Still i love you, you stupid guy, your blade makes my heart bleed... Have you no shame?

All alone in the dark i wait for death, Where is she? Maibe it's in your blade, In my heart, in my soul...

How can you be a living thing when you are already dead in side...