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Apocrypha Mar 2022
Hoy el cielo estaba carmesí
Y mas seguro que nunca se
Que te regalo todos los atardeceres
Que en mi vida vayan a ver mis ojos
Apocrypha Apr 2020
As the nights go by, they get harder
All day long I can laugh the hardest
I can enjoy the strongest
I can live the fullest
I am thankful the most
But that doesn’t stop the nights from being dark, and dark, and dark
Darker as every day goes by
Darker than the one before, and for sure not darkest than the one to come

And the thing is that I try my hardest to see the light
And to believe that every day is brighter than the last one
And that we are closer to the morning than to the twilight
Because how would we keep going if we all thought we were heading into the abyss
An abyss so deep and ruthless that keeps everyone away when we need each other the most
An abyss where we are all together, but apart
Where the beast that lurks is invisible and takes us out one by one
And there is not much we can do to stop it
But wait, and believe that every day is brighter than the last one.
Apocrypha Sep 2019
Cleanse the day that I was left alone from my memory
Cleanse the time I discovered heartbreak from my soul
Cleanse the persons that made me doubt myself from my life
Cleanse the insecurities that flood life from my path
Cleanse the room that almost saw the end of me
Cleanse the rooftop where I immortalized a story that had ended
Cleanse the insults that i've heard from my ears
Cleanse the offenses that i've witnessed from my eyes
Cleanse the marks that foreign hands left on my skin
Cleanse, Cleanse, Cleanse
Purify my soul
Make me better
So one day
I can cleanse you to
Apocrypha Jul 2019
I realized that I feel a high from many things
I feel a high when I get home from a long day at work
I feel a high when I get to sleep for an extra 30 minutes
I feel a high from a warm shower to ease any stress
I feel a high from the hug of a loved one
I feel a high from the caress of my parents
I feel a high when the chords I build up in my guitar make sense
I feel a high when I hear a song I love
I feel a high from the slow and gentle flow of words into a piece of paper
I feel a high from looking at the stars
Looking at the sea
Looking at the sky
I feel a high from a cup of coffee
I feel a high when laughing with my friends
I feel a high when I let my creativity flow
I feel a high when I figure something out
I feel a high from working for people in need
I feel a high from giving my time for nothing in exchange
I feel a high from the prayers of thankful children
I feel a high from helping to make the world a better place to be

I realized something else too…
I don’t need the touch of your hands to feel a high.
Apocrypha Jul 2019
When we have questions and we need to answer them, we look for a library
Inside the library we know that we'll find books that will have the solution to our problem
So, we recur to them as a source of knowledge to solve our doubt and move on
But what happens when your answer is not written on any book, but instead on a person?

Persons then, act as books
Sometimes you know which person can answer your doubt
You look for them
You ask, either by talking to them or through the touch of their skin
And then your question is solved
And you move on

Today I had a question
And I found the answer in the skin of a person
Now that I don’t have my doubt anymore
I move on.
Apocrypha Jun 2019
I’m sorry darling, but it doesn’t work that way,
You don’t get to say you miss me,
You don’t get to remember those good times,
After all, it was you who walked away.

I’m sorry darling, but it doesn’t work that way,
You don’t get to text me that you need me,
That you love me,
When you gave me your back in a moment where I needed you,
When you ignored my affection, the fact that I cared for you,
When you ignored the days I would carry your emotions upon my shoulder,
Just to make you smile, make everything better.

I’m sorry darling, but it doesn’t work that way,
You don’t get to come looking for me, not today,
Not the day that your bed is cold again,
Not the day that other embracing arms leave,
Not the night that the solitude settles in again under your sheets,
Not the night that you realize how you closed your eyes to our dreams.

You don’t get to miss me,
Not tonight,
Because,
I’m sorry darling, but it doesn’t work that way.
Apocrypha Jun 2019
Our time is now
And now is our time
To be, to live
To dream, to start anew
The world is out there
At our reach
So grab out
And live like you never have
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