Betrayal

I must admit it did hurt
But not as much as I thought it would
I'll give you that
I gave you more
It's good to know you're ok
Better the loss of uncertainty
Than the pain of the loss through it all
No, you, you didn't hurt that much after all

ruStling leaveS

Drifting like ice on an ocean that lacks inspiration
My thoughts melt down into infinite blackness
Marmalade drops
1, 2, 3 and again
Sinking
Fulfilling their path
as they answer their call to the ground
Thoughts I thought I'd never recall
Of the needless need of saying nothing
Of the bloodless words spat out of my fingers
Of the senseless voices consuming my talking
Silence quenching
1, 2, 3 and again

Spotless

I needed to see,
I needed to remember...
We are all fucked up versions of what we want to be,
What we wanted to be.
Happiness is over-rated,
It is a concept.
Happiness meaning absolute absence of sadness, does not exist,
It’s a balance of both and it depends on where the needle is pointing at,
At that exact moment, with huge amounts of pain in between...
That's what makes us real,
What defines us as living beings,
As beautifully imperfect humans...

'How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!The world forgetting, by the world forgot.Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd'

(Eloisa to Abelard by Alexander Pope)

Stupidly Indisputable

Debería, pero no puedo...o no quiero - Cualquier opción sería políticamente incorrecta - Si ni siquiera me gusta la política - Debería decir humanamente predecible - Hipotéticamente razonable incluso - Hoy no quiero colores - Me quedo en blanco y negro - Sé que me pierdo - Sé que quiero perderme - Sé mejor de lo que mi conciencia cree, las consecuencias de mi estupidez - Hoy no quiero ver las cosas desde abajo - Prefiero estar ciego frente a la mirada de los DEBERÍA - Inútiles y vacíos, al menos hoy - De los libros hoy no quiero, ni pretendo escuchar nada - Me quedo con los estantes vacíos - Forzadamente intolerable - Deliberadamente resistible - no debería, pero corro en dirección opuesta - Pisaría el tiempo - Rompería la escala métrica o cualquier otra escala de medición - Tranquilamente espero la tormenta - No me importa cualquier otra catástrofe apocalíptica - Desinteresadamente obsoleto - Intuitivamente perdido entre los hechos -Debería, pero no quiero.

Solace

Sinking in oceans of perceptions

Waves of memories that come and go

In the most impatient tides

Roaring at the fallen leaves as they blend in the solace of my mind

Fearful to be forgotten

Grateful to be taken in

Humanly

I dreamt I was a God
I dreamt I had the power to create
I dreamt I had the power to destroy
I understood
I dreamt I was human

Sleephood

Dreaming of the thickest skies among waves
Past the lighthouse drowning thoughts
Escaping ideas in the shape of birds
Forming flocks, flying away with the wind
Disappearing
Forever