sábado, 24 de junio de 2017
Dreams
I've been chasing bright rainbows all this time,
chasing rainbows with blind eyes.
And while I was sleepwalking,
I realize I belong nowhere.
And the footprints in the sand,
goes nowhere.
I think the sun don't have a place to hide.
Not anymore.
And my skin looks sick, sick of being here.
And that house is not my home.
I'll be back before you miss me.
Just let me swim in the blue skies of my impossible dreams.
Give me your warnings, I'll kept them in my heart, but don't try to keep me here.
I have a lot of places where I should be.
A lot of kisses that I have to see.
A lot of smiles that I 'll draw.
A life to live.
There are a lot of walls to climb, ice walls, to warm up.
Words to say.
I will need your love to keep me safe.
Time is trying to kill both of us.
Don't let them win, just let me see,
a brighter future.
viernes, 27 de noviembre de 2015
Murciélagos blancos
He descubierto un cuaderno, estaba en blanco, hace tiempo.
Escribí, te sienta mejor el rojo, que a mí.
Decide contar lo que tus ojos vean, lo que tu mente sienta o tus dedos desean.
Crea vidas paralelas a tus sueños y suplícale al tiempo que se detenga.
Me sabe amargo, estas alas de cartón, se mojan cuando sale el sol.
Y los murciélagos blancos que me visitan, actúan como vampiros,
que drenan la sangre de mis sueños y me habitan.

Y estoy hueca, invito a las mariposas a que entren y se diviertan,
me pesa ligero, la vida la huelo y ya no está, me drena hasta no poder más.
Creo metáforas sin sentido, y me resisto al estanque vacío.
Y la anatomía de mi cuerpo revela que ya no estoy, dentro ni fuera.
Que las reacciones químicas de mi cerebro se pudren.
Y la fecha de caducidad de mi lengua no llega a expirar.
Que si lo llego a saber no empiezo a escribir, la adicción a llegado a mí.
Quien demonios fue el profesor de nuestra infancia, que nos enseño....
Que los cuchillos no son plumas, y tu piel no es papel.
Alicia deja de correr,
deja de correr con las tijeras, que te vas ha hacer daño.
jueves, 20 de agosto de 2015
Darkness(II) Dark
He's like a vampire.
No light, no desire.
He's looking for blood.
I want to see him bleed.
He's leaving.
I don't wanna look for him anymore.
BUt the sun tells me to go after his shadow.
Running, I'm tired.
Wanna see him drownning in the black lake.
But the light is blinding me.
Take his hand.
Don't you worry.
Let us leave this place, let us dream, fall asleep until is spring time.....
It's ok, you know I'll leave everything to follow you.
You're beautiful as hell and I will never die of cold.
It's ok,
Dont't you worry, I'll be alright.
Burry my demons under your white blanket.
And let me sleep, let me dream, dream of tomorrow, so bright, so cold....
it's unknown....
Let me kiss your hand, let me drink this mess.
Just take me home before is too late, burry me deep.
Let me sleep, and wake me up when it's spring time in heaven.
And I'll dream of your fingers going throw the road of hell.
Just let me dream, and wake me up when its spring time in heaven.
when I'm stronger enough to walk with you.
Lets run. til the dawn burn our skin, til the stars fall...
I know you can hear me.
Just dont ever stop loving me.
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.
miércoles, 1 de abril de 2015
Run little girl (Nightmares)
She is the little girl with the purple little dress,
with the tiny, little smile, with her black short hair as a pearl.
She is the little girl, that the grey big monster hunts,
with it's terrifying big horns.
She runs and runs, she tried not to cry.
Her little, tiny smile starts to fade, he keeps it in his mind anyways.
She run and run, she met the fairies and ask them for dirty wings.
They laugh and laugh.
Do you want wings, little girl?
We'll give you dirty wings, little girl.
She is the little girl with the purple little dress,
with the tiny, little smile that starts to fade, with her black short hair as a pearl.
They laugh and laugh, let's see how it works for your tiny mind....
She tried to learn how to fly, but there was no time,
The grey big monster is seeking for her, with it's voice as thunder tells her:
"Let's play hide and seek" "Hide your bones, I'll seek your soul".
She runs and runs, but her legs are shaking,
She can hear how the wind blow between the big horns of her nightmares.
Her tears dont let her breath.
She asked for help to the little fairies, but they had dissapeared in the black mist.
The sky is grey she hides behing and old tree, the big tree is sleeping,
It's late night, the grey big monster is seeking.
She hides hersefl inside the old tree, the grey big monster can't smell her fear.
And she tried, and tried, finally she learned how to fly.
"Dirty little wings don't let me down."
But she felt into the ground.
Her bottom lip is bleeding, the grey big monster smells her fear.
It's snowing, she's saking, it's so cold.
She is the little girl with the dirty purple little dress,
with the tiny, little smile that has faded, with her black short hair as a pearl, with dirty broken wings on her back.
She runs, she's tired, she's crying, she tried to call for someone.
She thought the lights in the trees will guide her home, but all of them
had been turn off.
She is now all alone. The little fairies who laught at her are gone, and the mosnter is close.
Run.
Hide, hide, you already know, how this will end.
viernes, 6 de marzo de 2015
Tristis Vultu
Intentar detener la decepción...
Imposible detenerme ante esta linea...
Invisible para los ojos de mi alma...
El dolor es la única garantía que tengo de sentirme viva...
Al otro lado del espejo....
Mas cálido que mi corazón....
La sonrisa que nunca tuve....
La esperanza....
Ante su mirada triste....
Imposible parar este sentimiento....
Imposible parar el sentimiento de cometer una futura decepción...
Se que tienes un deseo...
Se tu deseo, escondido en un corazón de oro...
Brillar..
Brillar, una meta por alcanzar...
Un paso hacia adelante, 30 hacia atrás..
Detente, no te alejes...
Un deseo.. solo uno...
Nombrada como "El hada de Oro"
Un temor..
Tocarte y convertirte en piedra...
Sentirte una vez... para dejarte marchar.. como si nunca hubieras existido, como si nunca te hubiera tenido... nunca te tuve...
Un muro invisible dentro de su mente y corazón..
Un muro impenetrable...
Ha pasado tiempo, un largo y tenebroso tiempo...... Uno de los dos se marcho...
Y algo se extinguió, te he visto, pero tu a mi no.
Que ha ocurrido?
El tiempo ha pasado, un largo y tenebroso tiempo....
Y me pregunto como siguen tus sombras?
Sigues ahogando tus penas en la soledad de la noche fría?
Aun perdura el recuerdo en su mente? O su memoria se ha teñido de negro?
Lo siento, no sabes como lo siento.....
Las estaciones han cambiado, nunca podremos alcanzar ese lucero.
Me gustaría saber que la sonrisa de alguien a cambiado tu mirada.
Y una extraña fiebre se apodera de mi piel, recorre mi cuerpo.
Y el blanco de la nieve nubla mis ojos, estas lejos, has sido robado por la dulce distancia.
Y parece ser cierto, la felicidad no es un cuento.
Ha pasado tiempo, un largo y tenebroso tiempo...... Uno de los dos se marcho...
Y algo se extinguió, te he visto, pero tu a mi no.
Que ha ocurrido?
El tiempo ha pasado, un largo y tenebroso tiempo....
Y me pregunto como siguen tus sombras?
Sigues ahogando tus penas en la soledad de la noche fría?
Aun perdura el recuerdo en su mente? O su memoria se ha teñido de negro?
Lo siento, no sabes como lo siento.....
Las estaciones han cambiado, nunca podremos alcanzar ese lucero.
Me gustaría saber que la sonrisa de alguien a cambiado tu mirada.
Y una extraña fiebre se apodera de mi piel, recorre mi cuerpo.
Y el blanco de la nieve nubla mis ojos, estas lejos, has sido robado por la dulce distancia.
Y parece ser cierto, la felicidad no es un cuento.
jueves, 5 de marzo de 2015
Stars
Every little thing talk
to me.
The little butterflies, the blue sky.
The sun talks to me.
I can't believe that you don't want me to want the stars.
Haven't you see how they shine?!
Can I take them without the moon?
I'm not even asking for a first and last dance with her...

I only wanna dance a bals with the stars in your eyes, 'till I die.
Can I place them there?
Will their grey light burn me up?
I know their light have a shallow taste....
Why did you let that desire get into my heat?
I'm sorry for saying this shallows words,
but I want some grey light in my sky.
Is that so bad?
Please, just stay, can we dance in the grey stardust?
lunes, 2 de marzo de 2015
Shadows
I didn’t see you, I didn’t feel it.
I didn’t fear it, I didn’t cry it.
I saw you, and you were black, I was white,
You walked away and I ran.
You saw me, and you felt it.
You fear it, and you cried it.
I dissapointed your mind.
Don’t you worry darling, it’s alright.
I drank it, and vomited it.
I screamed in fear, I saw you there with my beating heart between your hands, your black hands.
I decided to live like I didn’t.
I walked away, you saw me there, I thought I was dead.
I saw you crying, don’t you worry darling.
Keep on the run, I promise it’s alrigth.
I drowned, you ran. I saw you behind the glass.
I changed my mind, now we both are white.
The storm came and turn my heart and my mind to grey.
Don’t you worry darling it’s alright.
sábado, 28 de febrero de 2015
Raven
There are ravens in my sleep, I see them in my dreams,
They hunt my nightmares and make them bleed.
They look familiar to me, they are wearing masks, I donn't know who I am.
Little, bad, dark raven, why do you wanna hurt me? I tried to love you.....
You sang a fake song about how you wanted to love me, you didn't fly to my sky
.
You said you want me to love you, but you flied away instead.
Little, bad, dark raven, I wanna hate you, but i can't, I love you.
I don't wanna eat your lies anymore. I loved your black feathers, you ripped of my dreams.
Take off that mask, let me see through the eyes of my fears.
Take off your mask, why your face looks like my blood?
I thought I love you, why do you hurt me?
There's a monster inside my brain,
I'm scared.I feel I'm going insane.
Nothing make sense anymore, and I don't know how to call your name.
I don't want ravens anymore, can I just sleep and dream like another girl?
I don't wanna play God, why do you play God?
Do you like hell?
Heaven was my promised gift.
But I feel like I'm already burning.
There's a raven wispering in my ear.
Why do I still listening to your bittersweet words of love?
There's a raven under my pillow, he tells me what to dream.
There's a raven outside the window he tells me to go outside, let a lightning burn your mind.
There's a raven in the middle of the mist in my dream, he's starring at me.
There's a raven eating my soul.
I'm wearing a raven's feathers, me and myself alone.
I'm wearing a raven's feathers, do they fit me? doesn't matter, I can't fly anyways.
Dear raven, leave me alone, I don't want your shadow anymore.
Dear light, will you leave my side?
Who will stay? There's nothing more left to live.
There's nothing more left to love.
I'm cursed with my own heart.
jueves, 26 de febrero de 2015
Oceans
I just stopped living, I guess I really never lived life,
I'm here sitting down, under the pale moon light.
Waiting for someone to wake me up,
to show me the bittersweet taste of life.
Cause my skin is numb,
I can't feel nothing, sadness comes like waves behind my eyes, like a race,
to see who's the first that can take me down.
But darling, I'm already down, i've been taken down, No!
I'm not ready to go to hell, i just wanna drink the bittersweet.
But I don't like it taste, heal me.
And darkness is coming back, creeping, like a snake raising from the ashes of someone that its not me anymore.
It just feels like another ocean, where my feet may fail.
Another hell, where I'll stop breathing.
Another desert, where I'll die of thirst.
And when I let myself dream again,
the shadows of your future words hunt me again, in the dark.
I remember the first time I saw your face, it was all light.
Then I remember myself going downstairs to my heart, damn it!
It's time to decide to stop crying and start fighting, cause life is here to be lived.
I wanna fight the tears with a smile, i wanna laugth at my dark storms, let them hit, until they think I'm done, cause maybe I'm dejected but not destroyed.
I wanna walk over the waters, when I think i'm going to drown.
I wanna keep my eyes above the waves.
viernes, 16 de enero de 2015
Primeros 25
9125 veces dije "adiós"
8760 veces dije "buenos días"
8395 veces dije "te quiero"
No recuerdo cuantas veces dije "te amo"
8030 miradas secretas.
7665 abrazos de reconciliación.
7300 "no pasa nada"
6935 ¿mentiras?
6570 desafíos.
6205 peleas.
5840 noches sin hablar.
5475 diferencias.
5110 desacuerdos.
4745 llantos.
4380 sonrisas de "lo siento".
4015 discusiones fugaces.
3650 paseos de reflexión.
3285 mares que atravesar.
2920 promesas.
2555 suspiros.
2190 sueños compartidos.
1825 conversaciones profundas.
1460 muros que escalar.
1095 veces nos cogimos de la mano.
730 sentimientos encontrados.
365 caricias.
miércoles, 14 de enero de 2015
All and Nothing
I've seen you in your sleep,
I've drowned in your dreams,
I drank your light,
I let the darkness to stay, she begged....
Always screaming, never feeling.
The silence is building a wall in my mind.
And my strength falls like water in to the abyss.
I've been feeling everything and nothing,
I was crying in the feeling of nothing....
I was dreaming about everything, and all became in nothing.
I've been dancing in the water, waiting for my body to disappear.
Waiting for this feeling to go away..... but isn't giving up.
I miss you little butterfly.
martes, 13 de enero de 2015
what?EVER~
Hazme un barco de papel.....
Un velero que navegue por tu piel....
Una carta escrita con las lagrimas del ayer...
Embotellame tu voz, deja que el camino del mar la lleve hasta mi corazón.
Déjame sentir el calor de tu mirada, ver la sonrisa de tus ojos.
Déjame recordar el movimiento travieso de tu cabello, las olas del mar.
La suavidad de tu voz, el terciopelo que se desliza hasta mis oídos, las tormentas
que desatabas en mi mente.
Siempre considere que el amor debería ser celestial, no se si lo conocí, pero me pareció un tanto vulgar.
Escribo lo que me gustaría que hubiese sido.
Sabes que mis palabras están programadas. Digo solo lo que tengo que decir.
No hay emoción en mi voz, soy como un robot.
Intente manejarlo sin que te quemara, pero me he convertido en un fénix, lo arrase todo.
Lo sentí bastante vulgar, es esto el amor? Creo que lo buscare en otro lugar.....
Es tan vulgar, me niego a creer que es solo una espina, leí que en una estaca se convertía.
Cave entre mis huesos, y me di cuenta, si esto es el amor, si es tan vulgar, si se puede olvidar...
No quiero buscarlo, no quiero encontrarlo, no quiero conocerlo....
Tuve un sueño celestial, baje a la tierra, todo se a vuelto tan vulgar.
Pensé, pensé que tal vez el amor haría que la vida dejase de ser tan vana.
Lo ha contaminado.
jueves, 18 de diciembre de 2014
M
I punished her, cause she hurt me with her words.
I though that she only could speak words of love, I was wrong.
I punished her bypunishing my body.
I hurt her by hurting myself.
I use my body like a weapon.
Darling I'm a weapon.
Them were normal words in her mouth,
but she hurt me, she hurt my heart and my mind.
I love her, and she put a knife in my throat without knowing.
Can't you see?
Am I invisible?
Isn't my heart cover with scars?
Am I so fake?
Isn't my body cover with scars?
Didn't I looked like a zombie?
sábado, 13 de diciembre de 2014
ABAD:
Su piel era brillante,
tanto que parecia diamante.
Escribí su nombre en mi sangre.Consumio hasta mis huesos.
Espere que viniera a salvavrme
y con la sangre invoque su cuerpo.
Sangre derramada, vida desperdiciada.
Pense que me salvaría del abismo, aun por un instante,
mi vida cobro sentido.
Le he esperado, angustiada en la noche, arrañando mi vida,
suspirando por los recuerdos de mis heridas.
No ha venido, no me ha salvado.
No ha venido, me estoy ahogando.
Ha venido a tocar a mi puerta, no le he abierto.
Ha mirado por mi ventana, y mi nombre a llamado.
Mi respiración se agita y no puedo contenerlo,
esta aqui, rodeando mi mente con sus susurros.

Ha quebrado mis muros, pero no quiero sus caricias.
Sus palabras parecen de acero, rodeando mi cuello.
Me ha envenenado con su mirada,
y desgraciadamente deje que me tocara.
Su rastro sobre mi cuerpo y mi mente.
Ya no quiero estar despierta,
me a quemado hasta lo mas hondo.
Se forjo en mi, en mi deseo.
En mi anhelo, yo la llame, sin saber.
Y ahora no me quiere dejar, esta aquí.
Dormida, esperando el momento,
para hacer mis miedos resurgir,
para acariciar mi memoria y despertar
la sangre que aun no ha sido derramada.
viernes, 12 de diciembre de 2014
Crystal memories:
Había un pasadizo de cristal, y las puertas eran de metal.
No me ha dejado entrar.
Las puertas no tienen cerradura, no hay manera de entrar o salir.
Las ninfas del lago están llenas de amargura y miedo.
No hay caballeros, solo armaduras vacías, esperando ser llenadas por almas vagabundas.
He podido oír el susurro de una voz desde un rincón de este desolado lugar.
Era blanco, ahora me ha teñido de negro, no se donde estoy ni lo que quiero.
A regresado, a vuelto con su inconfundible presencia.
Hay puertas con pomos, pero sin cerraduras, como si desearan ser abiertas, como si necesitasen escuchar un secreto que unos pocos saben, unas palabras malditas, para abrir, y dejarte entrar en un lugar que maldito puede estar.Me encuentro en una sala oscura, sin puertas, como a la entrada de un pasadizo sin salida.
Algo me llama, no es una voz, es un presentimiento....... algo me llama......
Me acerco y susurro, no se si lo correcto pero puedo entrar.....
Este lugar, este lugar es otra dimensión, este palacio por fuera parece de metal.
Es fuego.
Hay sombras recorriendo, bailando apaciblemente por esta sala, como si de un bals se tratara,
parecen no inmutarse ante mi presencia, pero una de ellas cierra la puerta, no quieren que la oscuridad con tenue luz mezclada entre, no, nunca mas.
Las paredes son de cristal pero no puedo atravesarlas, no puedo ver lo que hay en la sala contigua.Hay cráneos de cristal, como si fueran victimas de antaño de un monstruo oculto entre la oscuridad.
Siento como si algo jugase con mi mente, como si jugase conmigo, como si me provocase visiones.
"Tu alma no esta preparada.
Por que estas aquí?
Que quieres?
Por que has venido?
No puedes salir, no puedes irte, no puedes huir."
Es fuego, lo puedes mirar, pero no tocar.
He extendido mi mano, mi mente, mi corazón.......... estoy ardiendo....
Me estoy consumiendo.......
He caido...... en el abismo de fuego.....
"Has fallado en el intento de construir recuerdos de cristal"
No puedo regresar, el monstruo me ha olido.
Me persigue, estoy encarcelado.
Estoy atrapado.
"Corre"
El fuego viene.....
Ha sentido mi presencia y viene a consumir.
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