I still crave you;
your touch, your kiss
(both the gentle as the desperate ones)
running through my skin.
Heavy breath, wet with spit.
Sweet or loveless,
just please go deep.
Love me like you can,
hurt me like you know.
Warm skin or sharp knife,
make my tears fall.
I want you to leave
bite marks on me
from those crooked teeth,
make me feel I've been set on fire.
Tell me I'm yours,
own me from inside;
my one true desire.

Start again,
a brand new plan.
You're young and free,
allow yourself to be.
Leave your doubt aside
and bury what already died.
The lights await,
there's nothing to debate.
Let your sense be the guide,
you'll fly in the blink of an eye.
Just risk it now,
it's now or never.
Please, quick, hurry.
You won't have forever.

I know exactly what will happen,
I just play disguising it in pink.
Oh, self fulfilling prophecy...
I guess you are what you think.

Incandescent heart
that roams in empty rooms.
Tormented state of mind
that corrupts the soul.
The moon has gone black,
the stars show no reflection.
The sun is not in the sky,
clouds are the only vision.
An angelic voice
has been silent for too long.
The sleeves are empty
but the mind overflows.
Unrecognized by them,
a blank space
where the face should be.
But yet the mirror screams
and those shady dreams appear.
The candle is now consumed
but there's still remaining wax.
Untold promises,
unconcealed lies.
The dying child within
takes the last breaths,
the ones that promise death
and the revival
as a warrior.

El corazón hemorrágico
siempre tiene una excusa
para el exceso.
Y cuando parece estar
al borde de secarse,
de alguna forma,
sangra un poco
más.

You haunt me
in my sleep
while I dream of
gasoline.
You come back
once again
acting like
you're a friend.
I wanted to
burn it all down
but you took the gasoline
and poured it all
on me.
I didn't say a word,
I just let you do
as I begin to burn.
You stared for a second
and then walked away.
I guess I dug
my own grave.
I should not cry,
I should not complain
for I knew since the begging
this would be all in vain.
Now I'm awake
and I see reality,
it wasn't you and I,
it was only me.

The innocent girl
is searching for a man
in all the wrong places.

Wants to grow up fast
and prove a point,
and find where grace is.

Wants to form a gang,
wants to run the world,
wants to become a woman.

Laying in bed,
picturing herself
being the cruel one.

Surrounded by guns and bad men.
The baddest *****,
the one not to trust.

You want to know
what she's made of,
careful not to mess up.

Because she's dysfunctional
and dangerous.
She's willing to do all the don'ts.

She will keep on dreaming
and searching everywhere
until she gets what she wants.

It's not just about the butterflies in your stomach.
It's also about the peace in your heart,
the calm in your mind.
If you miss one then it's not right.

I idealized you
and the possibility of us.
I clung to the idea
that you were the love of my life.
I gave you my heart,
my mind
and my body.
I saw colors in the blackest sky,
and every time you rejected me
I never asked why.
It seemed you didn't care whether you kissed me or not.
I had so little from you but even that got me caught.
The insecurities exploted inside,
so many fears burnt my mind.
Please love me,
please need me.
Don't go,
stay with me.
I gave you all my fire
and yet you were freezing cold.
Not feeling your presence hurts,
but being with you hurts me more.
I thought I could be happy with you,
I thought you were sincere
but after all this time
the aching is still here.
Not resentment, not blaming fate.
I was blind, it's me who I hate.
There was so many red flags,
I was so stupid to ignore.
And I'm so sorry
for wanting something more.
Your actions didn't show you could change;
for the rest of your life you'll be a cruiser.
Oh, poor little fool that I am;
how could I fell for such a loser.

You leave pieces of you
in every person you love.
You tear your heart apart
in order to give others warmth.
They take it all away
just to never give anything in return.

Now I understand
why I am so empty.
Now I am aware
why there's a trace of blood after every step that I take.

And I will wander
for as long as I am alive.
And I will wonder
how can I survive.

I grab my phone,
no messages at all.
I look at the clock,
it works no more.
I say hello,
the replay is an echo.
I sit in silence
trying to let go.
I look down to my hand,
the bruises bleed again.

And I understand that I have waited for too long
and all I've ever known is gone.
I'm alone.

No llego a entender porqué hay tanta tristeza dentro de mi.
Y ese ahelo por cosas que no existen aquí;
La añoranza por algo de lo cual no soy consciente
hace que la frustración sólo sea creciente.
Me pregunto si podré algún día escribir sobre algo agradable
en lugar de esta fatigosa angustia inmutable.
Pero como quienes pasan sus días esperando el final
gasto mi tiempo en automático intentando salir del espiral.
Algunas personas no nacieron para cumplir sus sueños
sin importar que tan grande y duro haya sido su empeño.
Y algunos seres sólo nacieron para morir,
no quiero creerlo pero estoy convencida de que mi única meta es partir.

I still wish upon falling stars
and birthday candles
because life cannot get better
unless it's superstitious luck or magic.

Summertime, loneliness and fear.
Oh, how I wish to have you near.
I'm voiceless calling you nonstop
and life makes me hate its plot.
See, I try my hardest to summon
a glimpse of your love to keep for me alone,
but the only thing I get from this mister
is his lustfull voice falling to a whisper.
I do not want him to be gone
but he will not stay for long
even if I put that ruby lipstick on
or when I let my silk dress slip off.
Flashing led light, cyan.
"Do not rush in" say the wise men.
But you now have that golden suntan
and I want it to happen as fast as it can.
The story is clear and I can see
this will soon only exist in me.
For I could hold your hand but not your arm
and I am sure you never meant no harm.
Distracted mind that you carry,
we could have had something legendary.
Just keep in mind when it ends and you are gone
your memory in my heart will live on.

It's Tuesday 23 of January and I'm trying to forget
the nervous wreck I've been lately. All for you; the stone wrapped by velvet.
Because you say that it's fine but I know that you lie.
You hug me some nights but never too tight.
The man who's a stone is so cold it burns,
and he makes me beg but he's already gone.
The bluish grey smoke hits my face. Is it allowed to smoke inside the bar?
As the place fills with... let's say haze, I admit cigarettes are better for me than you are.
It's a tug of war game and I want to yell ''Hey!
It's not fun, please stop, I can't breathe from all the mud."
It's been a week and a half since I saw you
and it makes me depressed because my mind's all about you.
You promise this will change
as you turn off your phone to travel with your friends.
It's 12:45 am and I'm waiting, you said we'd meet. Once again you were lying and... here comes the anxiety.
But then you answer almost at 2 am, getting in bed to sleep, there's no time for me, said your were with the team... is that were you've really been?
My friend Ro is so in love she cannot go and see me.
My mom just yells, she's not stable. Another night with no dinner on the table.
My dad's at work and when he's home it's just his ghost, I'm alone.
And when you're here, just once a week, you seem happy but then you leave and I'm filled with unease.
My heart slowly beats as I beg you please
but you ignore and you don't call, you meet them all
but not me.
So I lose control but I stay at home and to you I reproach but all your words mean nothing if you never show.
Please don't go, please don't go.

Sentada en mi cama, rodeada por una cortante oscuridad.
De a poco voy perdiendo el brillo
y el ensordecedor silencio se vuelve una agonía.
Ya no puedo hacer rimas,
tampoco puedo llorar,
incluso creo que lentamente dejo de respirar.
¿Tan complicada soy? ¿Tan triste y aburrida?
Pregunto a mi interior mientras me abrazo, mis respuestas me destruyen un poco más.
¿Tan insuficiente? ¿Tan vacía?

I saw him and my heart did the thing.
I'm not quite sure if it was a click
or an instinct of survival.
Love or death.
Stay or run.
It's never in between,
just white and black.

Love me or hate me.
Stay or leave.
Rest in peace or rest in agony.
True love, true disaster.
Best friend, enemy.
My daddy, my mommy.
To take it all or to only give.
Protector, predator.
Promise, betray.
Creation, destruction.
We don't know no grey.