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I LIKE TO WALK WITH MY EYES CLOSED AND IT FEELS LIKE NOTHING MATTERS AT THAT MOMENT AND ITS LIKE IM WALKING ON AIR AND THAT SONG IS IN MY EARS AND I FEEL LIKE NOTHING MATTERS THEN I HEAR NOISE IN BETWEEN THE SONGS AND IM AWAKE AND I OPEN MY EYES AND I HATE EVERYTHING AND I DONT LIKE YOU AND I DONT LIKE MYSELF AND I DONT WANT TO BE HERE  I CLOSE MY EYES AND KEEP WALKING I DONT WANT TO SEE ANYTHING I DONT WANT ANYONE TO SEE ME IF I CANT SEE YOU YOU CANT SEE ME
Some nights
I lay awake,
And wonder what life would be like
If you loved me too.

Your eyes so blue.
And a heart so true.
Lovesick in it's deepest degree.
Oh I wish you could see,
My point of view.
Some days I feel I will drown in my own melancholy. Swallowed up by the need for elegance. Waves of thought silently crashing into me.
This is my life...
I hate that I'm not seeing more.
I hate that I'm not experiencing more.
I feel like I am wasting my life away
Into nothing.

And I hate that everyday
I'm held prisoner inside a government funded, cold brick building with people who drive me mad.
It only leaves me craving **more
I feel like I'm waisting my life away and it scares me that I won't do anything amazing
 May 2014 Angel torruella
xoK
Fools
 May 2014 Angel torruella
xoK
Lovers are fools.
Words like "forever" and "always"
Dance across their lips
Hidden scribbles on notebook pages.
Lovers are fools.
Candles and rose petals
Cloud a room full
Of expectation and uncertainty.
Lovers are fools.
Blind, deaf, mute
And shrouded in moonbeams,
Unable to face the reality of the world.

Foolish lovers,
Open your eyes
For you will  f a l l  if you do not watch where you leap.
Foolish lovers,
How can you stop the time tables,
Step off the life-carousel -
Racing horses frozen in mid-air
And twinkle-light music driven to utter silence?
Foolish lovers,
Teach me how to use my fragile love
As an indestructible armor
Against the lightening bolts and ice storms,
Apocalypse and crop circle fears.

Lovers are fools.
She loves me all up,
So if being one with her means
Being a **fool


I say,
                      *Bring it on.
LDR life.
 May 2014 Angel torruella
Dak
I spent my evening weaving
together a fantasy
of the future I silently ache for.

I dreamt of finding love,
somewhere where love belongs.

So imagine my surprise
upon drifting into sleep
to find somewhere in the
depths of my subconscious


you are there.
begging me not to move on.
I have moved on. even if its taking my brain some time to catch up.

— The End —