Damaged

Damaged,
We are so damaged
Wounds that have remained open for a long time
Wounds that may never heal
Time,
They say time heals everything
They lie
Time helps to forget
Even helps to forgive
But time doesn`t heal nonphysical wounds
With time you learn to bear the pain
You learn to live damaged yet functional
Untill the wounds blend in your natural being
Untill the pain becomes cronic and you stop paying attention to it
Except for those days when you feel particularly vulnerable
Moments of acute memories
Moments of acute pain again
What it`s true, is that those acute instants come more separated in time
But they never truly disappear
A physical wound can heal in hours or days
A wound of the soul can take that long, if we are lucky or even strong enough, to begin to repair And never heal completely
It's easy to break a bone
Easier to break someone's spirit
We can rely on time, friends, loved ones, pills and yet a bone will be healed long before, with Just a simple cast, than a heart that's been blackened and frozen
Damaged,
We are a patch of unhealed wounds

Desde Abajo

Las cosas desde abajo se ven diferentes - has visto alguna vez un árbol desde abajo? - no desde la sombra que deja caer cuando el sol le sonríe - sino desde el otro extremo por donde crece - las raíces - se que suena extraño - pero a veces se me cruzan ese tipo de preguntas tontas que incentivan el soñar despierto - por lo menos a mi - y el mundo se da vuelta - me da curiosidad diseccionar el mundo - como un estudio anatómico de cortes en los planos encerrados entre cristales - las cosas se ven diferentes a través de un cristal - a través del cristal uno se centra en la imagen y no en la distorsión de los sonidos - el silencio me agrada - pero solo a veces - cuando lo necesito - soy de esos que de ser posible escuchan música todo el tiempo - excepto cuando leo - aunque eso también es relativo - excusas para crear mi propia realidad - mi burbuja - no que no sea sociable - me encanta relacionarme - pero tiendo a volar con excesiva facilidad - puedo leerme en la definición de distraído - pero me identifico más con otras definiciones - pero tampoco me defino - a veces me miro a mi mismo desde abajo - desde abajo del cristal la perspectiva es diferente - me agrada la textura y la forma que toman las cosas cuando se apoyan sobre el cristal - podría decirse que soy amigo de la gravedad - o que me río con ella - tal vez es por eso que a veces me deja volar - me gustan las leyes - porque se que no me definen - me agradan porque acotan realidades y explican cosas que no entiendo - pero más que nada porque son flexibles - al menos a los ojos de un niño -al menos en mi mundo - donde si quiero - puedo ver un árbol desde abajo...

Black Wolf

Beware of the wolf you are teasing...
For when the chains that are holding him back burst into pieces,
Unleashing the beast you've been feeding with hatred for years,
No spirit nor flesh could outrun its fury, impelled by its own aversion...

MONSTER

I faced you
I stood up before you
I was scared of you in my every single cell
I faced you
you've blackened my bones
I was paralyzed by what you meant to me
What you did to me
What I did to myself
12.000 life times wrapped in just a few seconds
I faced you
I walked towards you
Climbed up your walls and crept up your fences
I walked into your mouth, crawled down to your guts
Only to find where you kept most of my senses
All of these years
I screamed, I cried, I tried to destroy you
The concept of you
But I could not
I made you up, I sent you away
And I came back to you
I stared back at you when you glanced at me
and just for one moment, with your blackest eyes,
I thought I'd defeated you
So what does it mean?
To be your enemy
To be the blood that pumps through your lifeless heart
To be you
I burnt when I saw you
Still, I faced you

Surprises

Surprises, life is full of surprises
So yes, I disappeared
I had to escape... my routine, my lately familiar faces, my own...
Needed to redefine my roots
Needed to tocuh some faces I had not touched in some time
Longer than I ever thought possible, even bearable
So for a second I disappeard utterly and completely... no numbers, no signal, no directions or connections
Just me in the air, above water, underneath the beautifulest sky I'd ever imagine
Ready to move forward, ready to leave all behind
Then I touched ground
And I heard the calling of my land
And I felt its roots unravel wildly in my stomach
As I heard the wind blowing
I could have run as fast as a thought, but I didn`t
I gave in to the comfort of it all
Coming like waves
So I was ready...
And those I went out looking for and were out there waiting to be found once again without knowing ... I LOVE, AND MISS AND ADORE
Surprises, you are full of surprises...