NEVER AS YOUNG AS TONIGHT


As Rant Casey once said, the future you have today is not the same you'll have tomorrow. So, for whatever tomorrow inspires me to write, I'll live today.

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just an outlet of somesort where my keyboard can open up the world I see, for those who care to adventure in it.

An ongoing bilingual portfolio of somesort, seeking for guidance suggestions as well as publishing and publicity.


2/11/08

Unnecessary life forms

Some days, I’m feeling tired, while others commit suicide. I stand here feeling hollow, while others just fall away, giving in to pain.

Sometimes you can’t help think, what it’s worth. If beating me down, into the ground, will have some reward. So you fall onto your knees and you scream a silent scream into the wind

As much as you pray, time won’t go away. A never ending motion, to all that is tasteless and useless. Overwhelming your life.

A life which is a lie, created from scratch, American T.V series and films. You wish you had a life, but remain with an illusion of that what you desire. Pure steel tainted gold with imagination and a sharp tongue.

Rain drops fall like angels tears, drowning small hopes of those who can’t look up to themselves. You think of another world. Another dream. You can’t face reality because you can’t do anything with your own. You scream.

You push the button in the office. Milk or Sugar? Life doesn’t go beyond that. It’s ability. A gift. To avoid living life like you.

The more they let you have the more you need. You don’t give a shit if your Grandma has a Gramola; you haven’t had enough in you life to appreciate the small things.
You used to know how to stare at sun light. Now you don’t even now how to open your eyes and you’re stuck in a permanent darkness. Where no one is, but you.

A blanket society covers your inspiration, blinding your tongue, deafening your eyes and censuring your eyes. Unfaithful to your own creativity. You used to stand for something. Now you’re on your hands and knees dig and saying ‘Please, please return my principles’

You try to enjoy a drive-in movie. You used to savour the colours, the people, and the screen. Now you find you can’t look out through your window. You are holding hands with the steering wheel, while the popcorn bucket keeps you company in the passenger seat.

Life used to mean something to you. Before you found yourself like this. Before life turned green. Before you couldn’t live without a T.V screen. Before you succumbed to greed

1 comentario:

Anónimo dijo...

somedays...con una mirada y una sonrisa tuyas vuelvo a la nube en la que me haces vivir...

somedays gracias a ti solo quiero sonreir...

somedays no... todos los days xD

:)^^

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