8.11.05

Run my friend, just RUN

run just run... head in the wind,
tears comING down,
back to the sky i say..
be able... but
"i'm so smal that i couldnt stand at all" i've been put trough....
here i am, dragging or just running...
this fire burns,
this body weakens and my Heart is not here..
"i'm so smal that i couldnt stand at all"...
Machine... machine.. i'm a machine.. I'M A ROTTEN MACHINE
maybe i will
i SAID maybe i will...
DON't believe in life,
don't believe in God...
BUT YOU never could!!
knowing how i feel,
how i was inside..
trap in a cave side by side with you... in THE DARK WE ARE...
and i never could, i never did,
YOU DON'T KNOW ME...
feelings ending,
bleeding,
drying me inside...

3 comentários:

Anonymous said...

running running... from what, to where? wishing that the wind will bring you to a place that i secretly whisper to your ear!

Ana said...

Os sentimentos surgem sempre no prolongamento uns dos outros. Que corras e que encontres no caminho os sorrisos que talvez precises, toda uma envolvência, mergulhada na beleza, que está ao teu lado... basta parares um instante para que a comtemples.

Anonymous said...

"back to the sky" you say...if it is bad i will blow it way and you...return to this secret place...with a smile in the heart :)