An imperfect gentleman's gentleness isn't always so gentle. Women walk around with an ideal idealist mental of a man. A man that's ****** but **** good at building a dam over the damnedest dirt road. Some day those roads fall apart and the dammed will depart with no heart until a renaissance  period breaks through with art. So the man paints a picture of the women's heart severed in pieces ripped up like a jigsaw puzzle. He will spend his life stuck in this painting with the patience to put it back together forever with no avail he failed. She's moved on and he's back to being a gentleman pledged by an hour glass.

-angel torruella

You stepped on me countless times more then nine this enough to **** a feline so if there's anything I could do to make you feel blue I'll do. You have no clue the pain you put me through I'll shield it from you when this is over I promise I'll be feeling new and you'll be the goo on my shoe. The roles will reverse and I'll leave you feeling hurt feeling like dirt it's what you deserve.

Angel torruella

Staring out In the open I feel so closed in so frozen it's a feeling that can't be spoken it's just simply being stuck out in the open but the walls feel closed in this feelings so Imposing myself has been stolen...

Angel torruella

Trying to balance life and make sure my family that balanced me these 27 years is rough trying to give them wisdom just adding my 27 cents in this recessive economy. Just a quarter the age of a great portion of my family I'm gonna have to grieve over soon enough knowing they love me so much they will roll over in there grave as I go through life's uncertain escapades you just can't escape faith the saying soul mate should be plural one person couldn't get me through life's stale mates

As reality sets in morality changes personality estranges I start to feel caved in trapped in a catastrophe not actually knowing what's to come of it. Never asking for none of it feeling like a ton of bricks this is life's punishment and just when you think your getting from up under it reality sets in again....

Angel torruella

Insecurities crushes the purity of life all we do is fight over civil rights when that was abolished. It makes me feel demolished while you sit there so polished laughing and applauding I die inside but I'll never let you see a coffin I feel **** often with no intentions on letting you know that I'm slowly letting go its winter inside of me 365 and I know you feel the snow the flowers will never grow never bloom you and I have always been doomed I find myself trying to find room in a place I use to call home now feels like a tomb a never ending maze to escape this place I need space to find a  universal way of peace.

The real you could never be found by ones self it's lost within someone else. Inside is where she keeps it safe from escape. The soul is hers and always will be the only way to find it is to listen to her heart beat. So I lay on her chest night after night listen to a sound that's so profound hoping that you capture it. I need her to discover a lost young man. She knows everything about you so you hold her tight and rub hearts and at that point I know well never be apart.
    -Angel Torruella

Love. Every time you seem to be up for a promotion demotion sets in. Wasted emotions I call this love in motion. A singular sphere not the shapes it's portrayed to be. Love. you always seem to come full circle just with different vessels to take captive for some time. Love. You never really die as the saying goes you just move along to the next loving soul. Soulless of a man I talk to you love you striped me of your grip and left me wondering if this is it. love.
-Angel Torruella.