domingo, 9 de março de 2014

Not that kid anymore...

For all those years that have passed...
I was forced to be and embraced finally what I am...
Always running in time hoping to grab You...
Instead i´m presented with a silence...
Well i´m not That kid that You have met...
I turned myself into something that trembles the sky...
Yes... Deadly and vicious...
Fierce in battle... some say...
Being a Nightmare...
At the moment that i write this...
I´m in bed... surrounded by four walls...
The only sound here is the music that i´ve chosen to writte...
Yes... Always alone...
Just suviving...
Thinking that i´m not saviour...
All this time i was drowning...
Waiting for You...
And now see...
Not even Your voice You let me ear....
So...
I know You will read this...
And Yes i´m starting to get a little pissed..
You know that i´ve been death for years...
And the time that was supposed to be alive...
You stuck a knife...
Well... There has to be a good reason for this... I Hope so...
While You do that my only option is to...
Stay on my toes...
But You now that i´m not quiet anymore...
I´ve learned a lot...
Improved a lot...
And i´m not afraid anymore...
That crying kid is dead...
And yes I killed myself these days...
Just for You to know...
I´m Yours...
You´re mine
We Know 
 

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