I rubbed the gum wrapper so long my fingers turned green,
as pieces of tin foil fell like dust on this tattered pillow.
i sat obediently calm and quietly observant,
while you judged me for the amount of days i’ve lived
not considering the quality of those days.

I drove home screaming to melodies lost on me,
as the night air whipped my hair into tangles of hurt,
asking what plan He has for a soul like mine,
for no matter where i go, there simply isn’t a place for me.

It’s never a question of smiles gained or looks given,
but rather, the ways i can bend and form to ideas,
and how easily i can lie while waiting for the curtain to drop.

time seems to go by slow when you wish it wouldn't, and races when you want the moment to last

Phone goes off
Like a gun pointed at my head
Dropped keys at my feet
Like teeth or pill bottles

Nudo cabeza de turco
que envuelve el alma
y estos pies de tierra.

Atándome como si fuera
cuerdas de guitarra
y tu el mástil y cuerpo
que resuena
como pan de cada dia.

El calor que busco
en la regadera
las mijas de galletas
en la alacena,
Me hacen sentir
que no estoy solo
que aun vives conmigo.

El maniquí que ocupa tu silla,
la puerta abierta
por si algún día regresas
mi oído atento
a cualquier voz que suena.

Delirio entre sueños
nudos en cada parte
de mi cuerpo
que asfixian mi alma
y enredan mi amor.

Buscar solución
y sumergir mi cabeza
en agua fria
para despertarme
y darme cuenta
que cuando no estas
surgen mis más
terribles pesadillas.

Dominating..Suffocating..Overbearing
Yes you are still mine
You are always top on me..
Then let it be our play or our life's.
Yes you are still mine.
What bothers me the most is
Why you always underestimate me.
But yes you are mine.
I also have needs..
Not like be inside me but be on my side
And yes I am yours.
Stop being a person i hate to remember
At least be  someone i would hate to loose
Apart my words you are mine
Why you never say be mine