I wish I could sleep.
(2015)
Sleep
Can I still love you With all the broken pieces Of your shattered heart?
who do they think they are my fami… the one i was born into the one I got blood traces to in p… parts of me look around with disda… and wonder why am i
I wake up in a dream and you scold… “You were there; this is what I k… Our eyes met across the twisted mi… But as you look upon me now it’s i… You dare even ask what it was that…
My discovered secret Rarely apprehended To know the real blonde Without the roots revealed She’s the smart one.
Usually when I confess to being a… I get the funniest reactions: people think it’s so evil that I have the strangest beliefs.… when they themselves support
The funny thing about tears is how powerful they are the tears sliding down my face signal an apology to you for the emotional hurt i’ve given.
No sé adónde voy pero, seguro sé donde he estado colgado en mentiras en creaciones de ayer y he decidido
You lied to me: Sendack, Shakespeare, Hugo, Cobain, Pablo The Altruist, Hesse, Fitzgerald The Fanatic, Marley, partly you Sanchez, Garcia, Messy The Obscure, E Tu Hewitt?, Vilma The Qu...
as if as if... bygones were bygones and refilled carriages fresh cut’s bleeding could cover a stitch
Nightmares, Lurk behind the corners of my war… From those nights locked away in a… No lights to chase the darkness aw… No kind words to ease the pain
who starts to lie and yet he lies not for some glory’s way, but to protect the one he loved each day from his own brain. And once in every place, there is this man with an empty spa...
He sits in His room, pen and paper at hand, afraid that His missives are nothing but bland. Emotions unbridled
You know what?! Thy! Thine! Mort… A poem is like this, “Ohh, My lov… Nice? I guess so. But why not be true to the words a…
My old self who’s there Always, Putting me down Yes it’s him That’s dying.
Drinking stale coffee burning my tongue I wait... and wait... at another dirty train station
