miércoles, 20 de mayo de 2015


Vampires and werewolves kept me up last night,
thinking about the dream that I could not have.

I've spend the night looking for the stars,
and it looks like demons did paint the sky.

I can't see your eyes.

I'm stuck in winter, the snow doesn't stop from falling.
The sun starts to raise, it's in the middle of the sky.
The flowers starts to appear under the snow,
and it turns into crystal water over their silky petals,
but my soul still under snowflakes.

Cold, cold, cold, miss your warm lips,
Even that they felt like vodka in my scars.

You were always there, my constant bittersweetness.

I dreamed Tinkerbell throw fairy dust into my feet,
so I could dance over the crystallized ice,
like I would never die.

Tell my blood to come back,
My spirit is leaving me,
frozen in time, forever and always trying to reach the light.

Porcelain skin, let me write.

As if life were a morbid taxidermist,
playing like we were little butterflies.
Let me fly out of the glass.







domingo, 17 de mayo de 2015


"Creo que jugué con su corazón,
por miedo a provocarle dolor.

Mantuve viva un ilusión,
que debía extinguirse sin demora.

Creí que el amor podía ser para mi.

Decidir mantener un amor en un mundo onírico,
sin de volver el sentimiento al lugar donde moraba.

Miedo, siempre miedo.
Cobardía, siempre cobardía.

Atado a mi frustración.
Cansado del dolor,
sin embargo procurandolo sin control.

El amor no es para mí.
No se sí le ame.

Solo no quería hacer sufrir a un corazón,
un corazón que contenía un sentimiento tan hermoso.

Mantenerlo intacto, 
conservarlo, un amor que amaba a alguien a quien no conocía.

Una sombra, un anhelo.

Se desvanece y cae por entre mis dedos."-Dimitry

martes, 12 de mayo de 2015

Darkness(I)



Darkness has always been my personal magnet.
The voice that whispers in the dark of my sleep.

Light is claiming my bones.
But darkness has always been my owner.
It calls me at night.

I try to dream about pale wings, but my mind always get me into the misty woods.
It smirk is dark, it gives me goosebumps. It makes my mind fly away from my body,

Its lust calling for my flesh, dance me to the edge.

It dress my hair with crowns of dead flowers.
It calms my thirst with blood.
It dress me up with princess dresses, dead princesses.

It murdered the kings and queens, and now all that is left are just old and sad stories.

But the shoes I'm dancing on are nasty, and my mind doesnt wanna come back.

It sucked my blood like a snake, and drained the life of my veins, it killed the dreams in my eyes.
I'm and empty doll, flying in a dirty room, waiting for the light to knock my door, to tell it to go away.

I'm a sinner, I kissed a dirty snake, I have broken porcelain skin.

I don't like Babylon, I want to feel your cold touch again, in my mind, my sick mind.

Oh! and those looks that we gave each other, I will never be able to forget how you burned my mind.

Oh! dear lover, you know I always have milk and cookies for you, there, downstairs.
But I don't want you to burn my home.

Dance me to the end, but I don't wanna welcome you to burn my crystal castle.

Oh Lord, oh Lord, what have I done?
You know my door is always half open, for the dirty darkness, my mind is weak, and bones are made of sand.

Cold fingers going down my backbone, and bittersweet whispers.

You already know youre not welcome, but my mind will always greet you with ecstasy.

Silk Blankets




I dreamed I fell in love with a stranger.
A soul I never knew, no face, no name.
Lying under the stars, silk blankets between us, no touch.
No touch, just our eyes looking inside of each other, no touch.
I loved how it burned, how your look danced over my skin.
How you cuddle me with your look, no touch.
It felt real, not over my skin, just inside my mind.
I loved the doors of your soul.
Just lying over the silk blankets, under the cold stars, with this warm feeling, no touch.
I dreamed that you didn’t love me anymore, Oh dear strange soul!
No face, no name, there’s no more beauty in your soul, no touch.
The only thing I can feel is your essence in this silk blankets.
I loved how your absence felt in my soul, it burned, it was real, real in my dreams.
I only dream about love, I feel it in my dreams, I don’t need flesh, no touch.