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False poet May 2022
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False poet May 2021
Dearest friend,
People associate you with negativity
They see stress on your eyes
And they think I agonize in your arms

People talk without knowing they cause pain in your soul
Without knowing how valuable you are
They think my life you’ve stole
And this might be bizarre

My dearest friend,
You cure my pain
You comfort me in the worst storms
And with you I know I never be alone
False poet Mar 2021
There you have me in one of those days
In which nobody picks up the phone
And the walls are on you

I know there is always a way out
But knowing that everything will be better
It does not mean that I stop feeling like a mess

The years go by, the projects, the dreams
Do you remember how you wanted to be when you were little?
To grow is to realize
That life is not how you want it to be
Everything is much more complex

Responsibilities, struggles, duties
Smile when you don't feel like it
Lying so as not to hurt the people you love
Pretend when you perfectly know that they lie to you

Is it worth doing what you're supposed to
More times than you really want?
Why did I end up doing what everyone does?
If I was always supposed to feel different?

I've been a coward disguised as brave
Always aware of "what will people say"
I hide my fears to appear strong
But no more, it's time to be consistent because
Because I think I've seen it, buddy, and ...

Perhaps the key to being truly free is:
When you can laugh and mourn when needed
Be honest with yourself
Focus on what's important and forget about the noise

Perhaps the key to being truly free is:
When you can laugh and mourn when needed
Do not be obsessed with the objectives
Try to relax and live something calmer

With this topic I make myself a promise:
And it's doing whatever it takes to find solutions, not problems
I know I'm not perfect
Well, I won't punish myself anymore for not being one

I will learn to say no
To accept myself as I am, to measure the value
Because sometimes I was brave out of fear
I know it sounds strange, but you know what?
The worst of all is that it's true

Today I seek to sleep comfortably
Doesn't sound very ambitious
But trust me it's a lot

I've been studying life for years
That there is no evil that for good does not come?
That's a lie

I will focus on what is important:
In my family, my friends, my passion for art
I will accept that I have the right to be down from time to time
Because being down is human

I am not giving up on any problem
I trust myself and I can beat anything
I will fall again a million times
But I will always stand tall again
Because I realized that, oh
Oh yeah, friend, I realized that

Perhaps the key to being truly free is:
When you can laugh and mourn when needed
Be honest with yourself
Focus on what's important and forget about the noise

Perhaps the key to being truly free is:
When you can laugh and mourn when needed
Do not be obsessed with the objectives
Try to relax and live something calmer
False poet Feb 2021
They are memories, broken promises
They are memories and broken promises
You will say that they are only memories, dead moments
I do not deny it, they are like images that time hides
They won't have a life of their own but you gave them one

An opportunity to be part of your story
And the memories are part of your mind is something inert
Your memory after so many things is still strong
Remembering those intense moments of your life

Your first kiss, your first forbidden experience
Your first touch, your first dog, first friend
Your first girlfriend who later became an enemy
Witness your first experiences in life

You started to stumble and got up from falls
With the help of mom and dad who are there
From the first second and they have never doubted you
But the years go by and you forget things
Although there are things that are never forgotten like the smell of roses

The moments of the past fade little by little
Because there are bad memories that sometimes hit rock bottom
So deep that they make you think, reconsider
Eat your head in a sea that wants to drown you

Do you remember your first fight, your first punishment
Because I know there are promises that you have never kept
You remember your first failure, your first disappointment
Your beginnings, your first letter is still well kept

Do you remember the first time you made love
Then everything fell apart and you still remember the pain
The resentment you carry inside, the broken feelings
See that she was still with you but only in photos
That's when you remember the silly arguments
Screams for everything and nothing

You also remember the typical fights with your sister
From school friends who left without telling you anything
They go, the memories where they will go
I guess there will be a place where they will stay
And they will continue, they will continue to be there forever
Because there are things that are not forgotten even after death

Broken promises, promises that I tried to keep
I did my best to make you feel happy
But jealousy made me bitter and it always ended the same
Arguing, crying and feeling awful

And that's when your promises are useless anymore
After each puff you leave a life behind
A life that you wanted but she wanted to forget
In a drastic way and start over from scratch

I know it's difficult my heart has already stopped beating
For someone that I loved and that is still inside me
And I keep getting mad every day thinking about this
Thinking of a maybe that never existed

And I cry alone, I feel great anguish inside
I want another chance even though I know I don't deserve it
And I can't sleep, you stole my life
And I still think of you even though my bed is empty

The fault is mine for trusting who should not
Well, a colleague has failed me, guess who?
And it is that based on sticks I became suspicious
But I still believe in you even if you have forgotten me

In memories of your heart I am still
From afar you can see me in my fantasy crying
Like a child, like a newborn baby
Memories are just things from a lost past

In the present there is no more to live day by day
Keep going, smash it all in this melody
Just like the broken promises you tried to keep
But you failed like always even though you tried to correct

The intention was good, you put everything on your side
Although now you do not appreciate this
I know you'll appreciate it sooner or later
Promises that leave empty somewhere
And it's never the same again
False poet Feb 2021
I wake up not wanting another day, and it will be the last
Few, believe me, today my Eden arrives I assume it and I do not doubt
And I swear, my dead soul warns from my heart
It is not a threat, it is a lie that ended up being true
I left the door open and a half-written note

It was difficult to read
"Goodbye mom and dad," said on it
I came out barefoot, without strength, without desire
I imagined myself on the ground, dead, and no one was crying

I walk down a lonely street, everything is dark and it rains
The streetlights watch me and the passage of time hurts me
The edge of my blade squeezes me, it's her
I will reach the end the easy way, life is not beautiful

I just want to be alone now
In a labyrinth with no way out, I stopped asking God for help
I speak, with my conscience alone
She asks me to pull the trigger and I'm afraid to say goodbye

I'm sorry I failed you one more time
I've noticed the shame when looking in the mirror, mom
Forgive me, I beg you, I do not know if I explain myself
I'm sitting on the railing of a seventh floor

But, I'm already dead inside and I'm tired
I'm sick of living always running from the past
I was a coward, I gave up more than once I was about
I write this incomplete story in my notebook, I don't even fight anymore

Blank pages tinted the red of my blood
I don't deserve a tear, it's my suicide note
And I'm late, I signed a document with Satan
To free myself, I just have to jump straight away

I jump, jump into a void that never ends
My life passes through my eyes and time stops
To avoid seeing my face anymore, shoot me.
My soul cries out to get out of my body now

I feel like I'm already dead
In a world of the blind, one-eyed king
I pass through the liner the LP to port

It's true, I have nothing to give or receive
People I alert you, I live speechless
And I hardly write, something is messing up my mind
I feel like an adopted son

Too impulsive, they tell me
Captive of the negative
If flying is the end
If flying is the end

I better understand the lies, after this interval
I gift rhymes, with my shark mouth
In the form of intimate words without pantomime
If you don't have the Z puck, steal it

But I don't want to live anymore
It's too hard!
When I die, spit on my grave in no rush
I have cast the spell
Of eternal stupidity
I feel the stiffness in my muscles

It is liberating to live without a future
Feeling betrayal makes me die prematurely
It's pure poison what I feel, I swear
With blood rage, I only knew how to ask for forgiveness
When I was immature

Tell my mother that I always loved her and that I'm sorry
To my bro that looks for my words in the wind when it blows
To those who wished my bad, I wish them to double
For having shattered a noble heart

I jump, jump into a void that never ends
My life passes through my eyes and time stops
To avoid seeing my face anymore, shoot me.
My soul cries out to get out of its body now

I am alone in a silence that bothers and I scream
Hear my last word, read my last writing
Pay attention to me, I only ask for that, I need it

Drops of sweat fall from my eyes on my suicide note
I'm sorry I can't say more
Few will cry, but how many will rejoice
I saw my name on a tombstone and it didn't even seem strange to me
How many loads have I carried for so few years

There's nothing holding me back
I've been dead for so long inside of me there is nothing
I'm just another body, blown by the wind
So violent that fate blows
No witness, no friends, no motive left

I just walk the road, I know that at the gates of heaven
There is no room for this pilgrim
God seems to be a lie, today I will know if it is true
That after death, there is another life

Today is Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday maybe maybe Thursday
I don't know why but in my eyes it no longer rains
Your memory may keep me alive
If exile does not want to send me straight to oblivion
False poet Feb 2021
It's a big bang blast
That is a sand erosion
It's the god being the stigma
Of his supreme creation

It is the light that always signs
Like a sun that burns itself
Is the man being an enigma
From its own ecosystem

It's people's fear and it's their source of pleasure
Another day that the next doesn't feel like yesterday
Is the girl who senses that she has become a woman
And it is the girl from the West who has stopped growing

It's the rivetless anchor of the paper boat
Is to tell him to leave and write "stay"
It's the water when it rains with its tap dance
And it's the air that moves it where no one else sees it

It is the Eiffel Tower and Pisa and it is the Peruvian Cuzco
The pyramid of Giza slipping your hands
It is the Great Wall of China and it is the Petra of Jordanians
It is the Taj Mahal of India and it is the Roman Colosseum

They are the great wonders that precede the human
They are the bloods, they are the splinter, they are the tyrant's chair
It is his time and his blade the **** on the landing
An old man being young and it's Beethoven with his piano

It is the seed that emerged from the new green leaves
That in autumn they are wounds and in summer they are paths
They are small goodbyes, they are the big ones that we have left
That's what life is about, that's what a poem is about

It's a decade, a year, it's a day, it's a minute
It's all the time I invested in getting to know myself, paying off
It's the smoke that I tried to sell myself
It is the great luxury of the rebel who works while everyone sleeps

It is the Yin filling a sea of ​​tears for others
Being unable to remove the disguise and not looking back
It's the Yang, thirsty, dying, and out of breath
He's the tin man looking for his feelings

It's the ego's game, it's a blind man's creed
It is the I want and I cannot, it is he I refuse and it is fear
That book that always smells like new when you open it
It is to leave it for later without knowing if there is a later

Believe in the truth, fill empty consciences
It is swearing loyalty to me and always keeping what I promise
Tell those crazy things that you would never reveal
And it is that even the purest soul has disgusting secrets

It is the hunger for knowledge, the taste of it is never too late
The hipster artist who does it all in a big way
It is to lower the stars, remove heaven and earth
Is to be a sinner and throw the first stone

It is a love that has exceeded all my expectations
A good friend who made me change my perspective
With the undressed soul, breaking the schemes
That's what life is about, that's what this poem is about
False poet Feb 2021
Rationality is that human capacity that allows us to think
To evaluate and act through the use of reason
This characteristic is supposed to be what differentiates us from animals
But the reality that my eyes see makes me keep asking myself this same question over and over again
Who are the real animals here?

Isn't it animal abuse?
You ask a bullfighter who thinks it's normal to **** for money
You will say that animals do not suffer, right?
Stick a sword in your back and maybe then you can talk
I'm glad when I see a goring all over your mouth

I shot everyone who beat a seal
To then go-to fashion and not crazy would you tear your skin to dress even if you were masochistic
And this goes for the one who threw puppies into the river, will you be able to do the same when you grow up with your children?

Today violence is fun
I would make myself a ***** coat like you but not mink
The poacher deserves the gallows, it is not for survival,
So we are the most primitive beings
There is talk of evolution and every day I see the news the cold blood of the one who has no heart

In Spain, bullfighting is art, for me a torture
What a disgusting country that considers its culture
Based on real events just why we exist
Rational animals you can call us killers

How much ******* is on the loose
Anyone who mistreats an animal deserved to be dead
Or away from the world killing each other
The most dangerous on this planet is us

Your inferiority complex is bigger every day, they would never do it to you, coward!
If you abandon him, it is because he is no longer a cute puppy as before
You disgust me and it makes me sad to see so many human beings without blood in their veins
I ask for more condemnation, the man between cages and chains

Sometimes I think I wish we were their dinner
Trained, caged, exploited in circuses
As easy to see as putting on Tele Cinco, for you entertainment and fun
Torture, suffering is morbid and morbid sells on television

Stuffed heads are a trophy in your living room
I ask for salvation for the whales of Japan
We don't deserve forgiveness, our extinction is my wish
Rational animals, humans I don't think so

How much ******* is on the loose
Anyone who mistreats an animal deserved to be dead
Or away from the world killing each other
The most dangerous on this planet are us

I am fed up and manifest, I suffer when I see an animal suffering
That we are able to do all this of our own free will

Multinationals that test their products on animals that cannot defend themselves and it is not fair
Be well informed of what you buy, because the blood spilled will be on your hands if you support them
Public executions if they escape from the slaughterhouse, no tranquilizer darts?, it is an unnecessary waste of money

I call for us not to think that we are not capable of doing anything
For that very reason I write this poem
I want to make the most ******* animal reflect
Whoever tortures for fun, the human being
Reflect! If you are with me, just raise your hand
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