domingo, 24 de fevereiro de 2008

What do you become?

What do you become when you can't trust anyone, even yourself?

A little detail can determine a death, a little gesture can help, save a life but all becomes another ending day, another cry in bed, another cut in the wrist for a lost friend.
You feel like you can't walk alone, but you cannot stand the noise of the silence between you and the guy next to you. The world causes you anger and in front of you are just eye confrontations, future fights, tears and blood spilled for the failure of the being that you are.
Sleep now my child, for your ruin is someone else's luck, your misery is another being's laugh, the sadness in your eyes and the pain in your wrists is a little child's beautiful and innocent smile, unaware of your grief and death. Quit the melancholic drinking, the day dreaming, the isolation that you put yourself through just to get a little attention. Then wake up for your turn to glow, to ding, to laugh and to smile so innocently. Leave the anger and grudge behind and see someone waiting for you, that angel that has become your life and that will soon take all your strength away with a simple kiss, a sign of her love for you. But beware the darkness, it may destroy you.
Speak the words to come trough the day with a light-head feeling, the sensation that someone is going to be there when you arrive home, when you sleep, when you wake up and when you quit the fight. Hear the rain falling down outside, the wind bringing you news of your lover, the sleep makes the dreams show you her images. Once again, in the dark, you smile. Congratulation for your happiness.
She's gone. The pain, the cry, the ruin and misery, the darkness are back. You had forgot them right? They haven't forgot you. They'll always be by your side, like your bestfriend's. Strange as it is, it is true. Embrace them, my child.

What do you become when you can't trust anyone, even yourself? Well, you become part of me.

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