You, you always in my thoughts, my life, I am in my minutes, just thinking about that on Friday I see a butterfly in your stomach grows by the hour, making feel alive for a brief moment ... let me
these white powders, which erases the memory, that transported me to nirvana, that makes me forget all those fairy dust that gives me that together we sip and taste as we stared ...
Perhaps this is not the way to liberation, perhaps put me in swampy, but you forget my pains ... we smoked together half cigars, these flavored cigars that make a feel good, and so one day, the mist surrounds me hallucinations, while river incessantly without really knowing why ...
I'm with you, I have by your side, give me a simple and easy flight, roll up a ticket, and sip your life ... I felt soft as the powder deep into me, always with your eyes fixed on mine ...
Last night I was sick, but I came home with a smile as your lips touched my fingers and you held my head, helped me stay on my feet ... I
stake my life over and over time, and just at the wrong time, you appear out of nowhere, like an inner voice, showing a way out of this darkness, bringing light through the fog that shot through my nose ...
Meanwhile, I'll follow you, groping , blindly, toward the darker path than mine, so that both get out of here, with or without life, but together ...
both have problems, the two fled from them, we both want in silence, both slept on a mattress at ground level ... together, embraced as our hearts beat the same beat, the rhythm of death, the destruction of our souls aching ...
Living next to you this world of destruction seems much easier, I needed you, and you showed up, holding out a hand through the maze, showing the way to death, that you travel you long ago, and now, I walk with you ...
Our bodies, finally found a way to reach that end ... my end is you, and yours, is with me ... Soon we
smoke die of loneliness embracing, sitting on the mattress where nightly nap, enrolled into each other, sweating tears , crying blood, humbling one to the other, drying our tears, supporting your shoulder on my back, bleeding heart ... kiss kiss after
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