MOMENT

She came running but it was late again. She thought she didn´t deserve any friend. Alone, surrounded by them, she couldn´t wait for this story to end. It´s too much for her, cold on this sunny day, sad is the only way. Threatened to take away her freedom, she hide from herself to go through life on silent wisdom. Running away, start to feel the same, she´s getting bored of playing the same wrong game, guess she´ll have to use another name. Feeling happy is not for her, it´s an illusion for them to stare. Leave her alone, don´t need his smile, she´s not sorry, just want to look into the black hole for a while. She doesn´t like to turn into what she becomes, sadly there´s no one around to hold her hand. Must she always be so wrong ? it sound so stupid to listen the same scratched song. She must forget and stand up, but then again, what´s the point on doing that. It´s always bringing her down, kicked and bruised, burried underground. Tired of being lonely, this world is not for her, what can she know under these clouds, just that she´s still standing there. Is she making herself clear ? All she want is have a moment to dissapear.

LAST CHANCE

Their behavior is unacceptable, the world they live in is so unbearable. They even speak in a foreign language, far away in space they can manage. Never judge them because of their action everytime the say one word they do it with passion. Love seem to be all around but to notice it they have to make no sound. Tired, bored and hungry the long way back home turn them a little bit angry. Impatient and cold they are quickly growing old. He try to stay quiet or she would start a never ending riot. Whenever they build, there has to be destruction, otherwise, is

a relation with no atraction.

GIVE THEM A REASON

She sat under the wide, old tree, felt the moist wood with her left hand, trying to touch the reality that she couldn´t understand. It will take time and hard work to heal, it happens everytime that she is so obssesed to feel. The wound is still open, the system fragile and unstable, every other day, the darkness gets into deep and make her doubt that she is always able. He was on his way to his secret, lonely place, where he can be sure nobody can see his face. Try to keep calm but lost all faith, instead of finding a better reason for him to stay. Now the time to play for them is over, they want to build a present that can remain sober. It might be difficult, or look impossible, but the thruth has always been the same, as long as they try, is the only way they know that stop them from going insane.

PRISONER OF HIS OWN DEVICE

She wonders where is he wondering, and what is he looking for, or if he is looking for something. Usually he doesn´t look because he is too busy exploring incredible things that just found kind of by accident if you don´t believe in destiny, He is too curious for loosing the opportunity to see things upside down because in that way he gets to understand a bit more and accept why and what life is about, and the way they behave and treat each other could be the only and big difference between knowing what is right and what isn´t. Only then he can trust to close his eyes and walk barefoot through the dark and scary part of that period of time, a moment she calls life, without the usual fear that crawls under his skin and seems that it is going to eat him up slowly from inside out and makes him really believe that is failling or loosing when really there is no better one or winners in this fake game where everyone wants to compete even when there is no ending in this so called race, and no golden cup to give to the first one that arrives to that lost, unknown and lonely place where nobody is waiting clapping and happy because no one really cares about him.

LOVE IS ALL

Her voice on that song is all that he listen when she´s gone. Don´t need words to be long to know what they have is strong. Maybe today they will find the better way to get there somehow and stay. What else could it be if it´s not what they see. Is there someone out who knows what is that all about? He doesn´t even care for the definition of normal or rare, just want her smile for him to stare.

BROKEN

By this time it should be stolen, quietly and with no problem. She is still running away while he sit down to play. Once there was a start, now that she is so smart he feels an empty chest with no heart. It was violently removed by those who never should. Playing with fire simply makes him tired. "Look around and tell me what you´ve got" - she said - Nevermind, she always choose to forgot instead.

DO NOT SHARE

So easy for him to fake it when he has no idea how to make it. The possible seems impossible when she´s so low that every step she take is too damn slow. Realize to recognize that everything in this life has a price. Do not start from the end cause that way they don´t even have one friend. Loneliness is priceless when she has so much things to confess. Starting again is something they can´t do that is a great gift just for a few. Intelligence and hability is not a problem for these kids just a little love is all this place needs. Hiding behind a palm tree he is still waiting for her to feel free.

ASLEEP FOR DAYS

Once they woke up the day tasted sad walked around in circles until one of them went mad. A new window was opened the concrete wall was already broken. Fragile he tried to hide away no place now for him to stay. Back in black she cried for a stupid reason and lost the most lovely thing she ever have had. The return to reality was such an impossible act on their own twisted mentality. Where was their mind when they needed it so bad all this time?

REPEAT IT

One more time for now it´s fine need a way to keep these dreams out of his mind. She stepped on mud with her dirty dress now walks so sad. The party was long time over though it wasn´t enough to be them both sober. Struggling still with the unconcious business talking to themselves in a complete state of dizzines. Waiting for the time where it all will be fine, sleepy, tired and afraid on and on the story starts again.

THE SAD UGLYNESS OF REALITY

A long time ago, before the woman become a whore, it was a nice place were they didn´t need more than their own space. Now all that is gone and lost two tortured souls need a new host. She wants him far away though that night said to him - "stay". He stood up and walked away with a picture of happyness on an interrupted dream delay.

TOO MANY FAREWELLS

He´s trying not to think about the past, wondering if he could return to be lost in time, adrift knowing he would never get down from cloud nine. She was so sure that what she see is´t just blur. Running to hide away each time she says goodbye going back home repeating a big sad sigh. Nothing was ever so strong then how could all this be wrong.

TOXICITY

At certain level, she knew what´s better. To hang on to past and get lost forever. He tried to avoid her in any way but it was all said she came here to stay. Do not call or trust in somone like them their attitude will only create a bigger problem. Keep your chaep seat ! - she shouted - now you are someone I don´t need. Keep it coming there is no place for him to go running.

DISABLED

The morning light cut though the dream they had after midnight. Their mood is no longer good. She screams and cries for a thousand alibis. He walk in circles around a crazy idea she´s no longer there or even near. Spending their time together not to lose inside forever. Go along he just want to sing you his new song. Do not precipitate there is no rush in throwing all these years into the trash. Be a better friend and shut up both know these things come to an end.

NO CURE

Is this real, why is it so obscure? there´s no one there to be sure. Steal and run is all they can there is not enough proves to know they´ve won. Be patient and it won´t take long one shitty day doesn´t mean the whole life is wrong. Then why she does that knowing he couldn´t carry it on his back. He wanted to talk about it but she was on another planet. He just hope someday they could run away. It could be any day of the weak until then he will still be sick.

OUTSIDE FROM THE BOX

Hungry and tired of walking they slowly stop talking. Every now and then she said to him - "you know you´re my friend" - but he knew deep inside all things must come to an end. Happy or not that was all what he thought. Shouting has no use like living in this world wich he refused. "Don´t drag me down with you " - she said out loud - "I don´t like living on a cloud" - "Go away and don´t come back I´m in a middle of a panic attack" - so that ´s what he did walking away without ever looking back. Alone, stoned and cold everyting he does is just getting bored, angry and old.

UNDERWATER

Finally something new just a simple but different point of view. She runs desperately towards the light while he hides between the guilty shadows in the night. Everything was said everything was told their innocent souls were cheap and silently sold. He whispered - "meet me down on the underground" - but no one listened she had already turned around. No more time left to lose life is not something that you choose. "Come back" - she screamed - "don´t leave me alone" - but it was to late again he was far away gone. Painful in misery and broken their heartbeats were weak sad and stolen.

THE MYSTERIOUS SOMEONE

Sometimes she hates while he is busy in love now all that matters is the colours of the sky above. Nothing to feel something to steal when their love is too real. A kiss on the cheek her hand on his face need more time to put the things on their place. A silver ring on her delicate finger time to notice and let him linger. Push to hard and he will break it talking slow not to fake it. Bring down her views and feelings always remembering love has more than two meanings.

COULD YOU

Last time she whispered softly near his ear, " Is this what you want to hear?, I don´t want to be with you or any where near. If you dislike life like you said why don´t cut your throat with a knife instead. I´m tired of listening to your complaints, I´m human not a saint. Please leave now before it´s too late, I have this strange deep felling of burning hate".

NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE

Walking through this dark forest of dead trees they don´t feel no hunger or even pray on their knees. No more things to ask they can take now off their masks. Reality is worse than what she thought when the day comes the light did not. He stood up and said "let´s die together instead", now that she knows him they´re far away ahead. She scremead "please don´t do that again !", either way it was to late, the only thing that can stop the pain is to get lost under this thick dark acid rain.

SHARING NEEDLES

Back in those days there were fewer ways to keep them calm and make her say "I need your love, don´t go away". He stood up and walk right through, the smallest door, to know the truth. "Don´t need your love where I´m going to" he said shouting in the rain, "the only thing I need is my damaged brain". Feeling lucky and a bit unhappy they share it all but between them is a hard brick wall. Don´t worry about their story, where they are going there is no faith, there is no glory. Standing under the hot desert sun their lives have no more fun.