"...Sólo eran los desvaríos, los delirios fantásticos y las divagaciones de un loco y romántico soñador que buscaba lidiar con sus ilusiones y sus quimeras para darles alguna forma real, como si desangrarse en tinta fuera la única manera posible de atar lo que sentía a palabras. Y como tales, no valían la pena..."

domingo, 8 de julio de 2012

Internal Bleeding II

Now that the candles are extinguished
and my room is left in the dark
now that you see beyond my surface
where there're good things and I shine

Do you still think that I'm special?
Would you even hold my hand?
Will you caress me in my nightmares,
saying "everything's all right"?

Though I don't believe in fate
you might've appeared a second late
I am dark, and dark's my sorrow
if you look inside, you might find horror

For I love the ghastly whispers
that keep crawling through my veins
and attract me to the abyss
where again I will submerge

But will you heal me with a kiss?
if begone, will I be missed?
and if I've fallen, thrown a rope?
Is it ok to even hope?

I'm so scared, I'm terrified,
I don't feel I could defy
the Allmighty forces I must fight
when it's me who's fighting for both sides.

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