Friday, March 20, 2009

Play

Stop playing games.
Stop the pause/standby status and press play.
Start to think about what deserves to be in your head.
Start a new life, cold turquey on her.
You know you're right.
You've known for months, never listened to the wise.
I have fell many times and I've broken myself in a thousand pieces, but from now on
I'm not gonna be here anymore, I'm not gonna hope and I'm not gonna wait.
Don't speak,
don't breathe,
Do come back to her, she has always been here, she was, she
is, she will.
She loves you more than you would ever know. So you're hers.
You love her more than you would ever show. So you'll always go back to her.
- "Make me"
and mine says
- Go to hell.
Talking to yourself,
and nobody's home. Alone.
All washed in black,
tatooed everything.

* Nirvana, Duffy, No Doubt, Pearl Jam, Guns n' Roses, Moby.

1 comment:

  1. Algo muy parecido me paso hace 4 años en lo que describes en este poema, me encanto sobretodo por que casi nadie escribe en ingels y da esa emoción. Bye

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