Saturday, 30 November 2013

In The Middle Of The Night

     I need to get some sleep. I'm so tired. In the middle of the night I think of think that I shouldn't be thinking of. Can't get some rest. Don't look at me. Just in time I'm afraid that everything's changing. And for the worst. Gravity always wins and I fall from my bed. Twice. Every night.
     The dreams are strange and exhausting. Terrible short films. Things that could happen but never do. It wears me out.



and if I could be who you wanted...

Thursday, 28 November 2013

It Seemed A Place For Us To Dream

     I understand the situation. I can't understand the tension. I am filled with incoherrence. On my own for far too long. Just a monotonous year. Nothing different. You can make as much noise as you want. Back on a fleeting paradise. On melancholy hill.
     Distance or farness is a numerical description of how apart objects are. Reality is the state of things as they actually exist, rather than as they may appear or be imagined. It's so easy for us to sit together, but it's so hard for our hearts to combine.
     Space is the place.

Friday, 22 November 2013

You Know It Only Hurts When It's True

     There are brighter sides to life. Something good things can happen. It's a shame that I've felt it sometimes. Then, all the stars may shine for us. But when you smile... How I feel. Walk in the room and I start to melt. I can hardly wait. I can't hide. Closer. No hesitation. It could be sweet. It never existed. You couldn't care less. Save the nights for too many years of your life. And the rest of them keeps rolling and rolling.
     I am walking through familiar streets and I don't feel at ease. Strange. I am a bit of tired. Lately, no one can really understand. Whenever something happens it is just a false alarm.

Monday, 18 November 2013

Above Affection

     If this is Heaven then I need something more, a place to be alone with my heart. When you got nothing to lose. You got no place to hide. When you thought you had the answer. Never gonna find me. Never let me down.
     I don't know what the fuck is that thing that's ringing. Makes me cringe.  I listened to some songs on the radio. It's not clear what they mean.
     It's a sweet sensation over the dark. It's the sweetest inspiration. You don't want to stop.

Friday, 8 November 2013

Part 2: In The Room Downstairs She Sat And Stared

     Strange enough, people's intentions lay somewhere else. I've got this feeling of sensation traveling around the edges of my mind. It's so easy for us to sit together, but it's so hard for our hearts to combine. Tomorrow, I'm traveling for somewhere else. I'll be back again. A trip with people you want to be with. Or maybe not. It depends on the universe's cynical reactions to my murderous desire for love. And no one believes me. A plundering desire. 
     And when you want to live? What do you do? Where you go? Who do you want to know? 
     

Send
me
the pillow

Thursday, 7 November 2013

Part 1: November Spawned A Monster

     It's a great month. So many songs and stories about November. The world is a blur. Except when you're upside down. Then everything's underground. A lot safer. I feel alive. It's like the world is going to end so soon and why should I believe myself and not you? Look out of the window, where words and sounds pass you by.
     Sooner or later.
     And before your very eyes.

Now sleep and dream of love, because it's the closest you will get to love.

Wednesday, 6 November 2013

You Get Me Out

     Forgotten throes of another's life. At last relief. Come back to these awful ideas.I need a change of skin. I need a change. It's been so long that I can't be sure. It's been so long right now. Go slowly. Come slowly to me. The only time you can really give in is before you fall asleep. That phase between sleeping, dreaming and feeling.You slip inside a dream, you overreach yourself and watch the world spinning out of time.

Saturday, 2 November 2013

From Motion To Motion

     I can hear my moves. My footsteps, my thoughts. From day to day I seem to lose control. Don't lose faith. Wherever you are, whatever you are. Don't lose faith. Beacause it is going to happen someday. To you. If you waited. I know it's gonna happen someday. Straightforward. I'm there at the seems waiting for someone to pass by. Or in the flood. You'll build an arc and sail us to the moon.

Friday, 1 November 2013

Hoping Into Puddles

     Well, it's the best thing that you ever had. The one that curls and winds up in my mind never losing faith. It's a peculiar stance. It's me reaching for a better state of mind. Yes, I would do all the things that you'd ask of me. But not anymore. There's no point. Wake up. Suddenly, the thought of my untidy room comes up to mind. Rearrange. A bit of cleaning here and there.
     I want to spin out of control, out of reach and out of tune. It would be a relief. Remember? It's over. For me. And it never really begun, but in my heart it was so real.