domingo, 27 de junio de 2010

"-¿Te has enamorado de dos personas a la vez?
-¿Qué te respondo, lo bueno o lo correcto?"
Las nubes están como para llorar (de lo bonitas que son)
Reflejo de árboles en la lluvia.

Al final
todotermina
cayendoporuna
abandonadarejilla.
Por qué sigues triste ,
Luna bonita?
De pronto como que se oscureció
en un gris y y a no es un azul.
No tiene celeste ni m o r a do.
Sigue llorando.
'Todos somos un poco masoquistas'
te gusta sufrir
y me gusta empaparme de tu dolor.
Soy egoísta, pero realmente
no me importa ya ni
el color.
Invisibletransparentemejor.
Let me hold you For the last time It's the last chance to feel again But you broke me Now I can't feel anything When I love you It's so untrue I can't even convince myself When I'm speaking It's the voice of someone else Oh it tears me up I tried to hold on but it hurts too much I tried to forgive but it's not enough To make it all okay You can't play our broken strings You can't feel anything That your heart don't want to feel I can't tell you something that aint real Oh the truth hurts And lies worse I can't like it anymore When I love you a little less than before Oh what are we doing We are turning into dust Playing house in the ruins of us Running back through the fire When there's nothing left to say It's like chasing the very last train When it's too late Oh it tears me up I tried to hold on but it hurts too much I tried to forgive but it's not enough To make it a l l o k a y You can't play our broken strings You can't feel anything That your heart don't want to feel I can't tell you something that aint real Oh the truth hurts And lies worse I can't like it anymore When I love you a little less than before But we're running through the fire When there's nothing left to say It's like chasing the very last train When we both know it's too late You can't play our broken strings You can't feel anything That your heart don't want to feel I can't tell you something that aint real Oh the truth hurts And lies worse I can't like it anymore When I love you a little less than before Oh and I love you a little less than before Let me hold you for the last time It's the last change to feel again

domingo, 20 de junio de 2010

Rocío,
rocío, rocío.
Escarcha.
Sparkles!
Brillantina,
nieve-

Cálido olor a hielo picado.
Te congelas! Me congelo antes que tú.

Hace frío, eh?

viernes, 18 de junio de 2010

¿De qué color es
la cebra? Ni ella sabe quizás ni le importa demasiado tal vez.
¿Violeta cómo
la libélula?

¿Haz escuchado hablar a
una jirafa? No tienen cuerdas vocales
¿Conoces un elefante que pueda olvidar algo? En todo el mundo son los que mejor memoria tienen.

Pablo y su elefante.

¿De qué sirve hacer las cosas cuando ya es tarde? De algo servirá, por algo igual se hacen, o no?


Ya no había nubes
y el cielo era ahora
una sopa de estrellas.

Es bacan que llueva con ganas (:


Por qué estoy tan apagada? No importa, esta bien.

martes, 15 de junio de 2010

flashblack

No puedo
mi maldito cerebro
no apaga los re cuerdos

viernes, 11 de junio de 2010

That I have changed
but so have you
cause you have changed
but so have I

miércoles, 9 de junio de 2010

You haven't changed.Stand in the light,I need to see you,uncover my eyes.The tears coming down,making lines on your face.One for each year, nowthat you've been away.We were only kids,we’ ran like water.Your dad said,stay away from my daughter.The sun was coming down when I said,can't you just believe?And if you wait for me,I'll be the light in the dark if you lose your way.And if you wait for me,I'll be your voice when you don't know what to say.I'll be your shelter,I'll be your fate.I'll be forever,wait for me. I'll be the last train,I'll be the last train home.You were a storm,it blew us away.I wouldn't leave you,but you couldn't stay.We were only kids,we’ ran like water.Your dad said,stay away from my daughter.The sun was coming down when I said,can't you just believe?And if you wait for me,I'll be the light in the dark if you lose your way.And if you wait for me,I'll be your voice when you don't know what to say.I'll be your shelter,I'll be your fate.I'll be forever,wait for me.I'll be the last train,I'll be the last train home.We were only kids,we’ ran like water.I told your dad i love your daughter.The sun was coming down when i said,Holly just believe.And if you wait for me,I'll be the light in the dark if you lose your way.And if you wait for me,I'll be your voice when you don't know what to say.
I'll be your shelter,I'll be your fate.I'll be forever,wait for me.I'll be the last train,I'll be the last train.Hold on to love,wait for me.I'll be the last train,I'll be the last train home.I'll be the last train,I'll be the last train home.





Ryan es una estrella.-

She cuts herself to forget him
And every time her wounds get deeper
Tonight's the night she's gonna shed her skin
Cause she's thinkin that he doesn't need her
She's wishin all this would end
And she's gonna try to take her own life again
He drinks alone to forget her
And every time the room starts spinning
He starts to thinkin 'bout where they were
When she told him that she doesn't need him
He's wishin all this would end
And he's gonna try to take his own life again
Wait, I know your hearts been shattered
But there's someone worth the wait
There's so much more that matters
And I know you will be alright, just try
to love the little things in life
Like running in the rain

jueves, 3 de junio de 2010

Inerte.
Mariposas
in ven tad as.
Irreal complejo.
Carencia de conocimiento.
Ausencia de cualquier
color propio, ajeno.
No importa en verdad.
Frío que amenaza
pero no consúme
Realmente.
Aire sin oxígeno.
El reloj no se inmuta
pero todos se apresuran
de todas formas.
Pájaros que
caminan.
Enfermante, incontrolable
exterminio de neuronas.
Estrellas rojas hechas hojas,
hojas hechas árboles.
Un cielo aburrido.
Un imborrable color
Gris.
Fuego sin naranjo.
Verde sin vida.
Canciones sin pasión.
Agua sin
gravedad.
Nada.
Camina. Y brinca.
Nada.
Y vuela.
Hambre sin apetito.
Carrera a tres pies.
Silencio
bullicioso.
Dos besos al aire.
Mirada atrapada.
Viene por ahí.
Hola con la mano.
Indiferencia en altura.
Al frente, pero bien lejos.
Estruendo inesperado.
Frío, romance, temblor.
¿La has visto secarse alguna vez?
La cabeza pesa hacia la derecha.
Sonrisa innecesaria.
Reflejo irreconocible.
Que POR FAVOR no
te importe.