sábado, 21 de enero de 2012

PATIENT SUFFERER (27th February 2006)

Living in the future where no god can guarantee
To be healthy enough to keep alive all my dreams
Shadows torment that faint sparkle within
Forgetting the weight that I loaded to begin.

Now being in the darkness where no one wants to be
Now being in the sadness where is pretty hard to breathe
No loss but no win, no death but no feel
Never wondering what the point of getting this is
Never doubting what’s better to stay or to leave.

Should I paint a picture of blue skies to feel fine?
It could be fine to be painted with blurred blue lines
People talking….saying nothing
Crowds shutting…never knowing
Times goes by, but I’ll remain
Live goes by, but I’ll stay.

Holding on to reminiscences that I’ve never been able to understand
Putting faces to bodies that I only digress in my deepest fantasies
Tearing apart while blinking in the uncoloured thicker sand
Creating reasons to conclude the pain of my constant memories
Encouraging my brightest thoughts even though indefensible
By a man that cannot stand still that seems to be unbreakable…
So tell me, who is going to stop the rain?

Should I paint a picture of green hopes to feel fine?
It could be fine to be painted with erased green cries
People talking….saying nothing
Crowds shutting…never knowing
Times goes by, but I’ll remain
Live goes by, but I’ll stay
I’ll stay awake….one more day.

1 comentario:

Anónimo dijo...

Suffering is necessary, as it is through suffering that the joyfulness of life unveils itself. It is just one more state of mind.
We are inevitably bound to suffering. It is those who suffer that are fully ready to grasp the true meaning and feeling of joy.

EL COMIENZO NUNCA RESIDE SOBRE NINGÚN PRINCIPIO...

Parecía que nunca nacería, pero aquí está...con una estética forzada y protocolaria. Con un toque propio de esos que te recuerdan a quién pertenece y con muchas expectativas de futuro (para liberar tensiones más que nada). Sin más, pongamos puntos y suspensivos a esto que nace hoy y que nadie sabe hasta dónde llegará....bienvenidos a mi verdad




"LA LOCURA QUIZÁ NO SEA OTRA COSA QUE LA SABIDURÍA MISMA QUE, CANSADA DE SOPORTAR LAS INJUSTICIAS DEL MUNDO, HA TOMADO LA INTELIGENTE RESOLUCIÓN DE VOLVERSE LOCA"

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