Untitled XXXVI

Won't you change
if I give you a helping hand?
will you fade
into the arms of the night?

As the last scrap of hope
turns to gold
we'll greed and become
of them just one more.

So stay at my side
of life we'll depart
And we'll just jump forward
there's no turning back

Won't you say?
just say one more lie
will you turn
turn me into the light

Sin título III

La cercanía de tu aliento helado y húmedo
me deja sin palabras
Y un sabor amargo
en esta tortuosa escena

El lúgubre conocimiento de tu inminente arribo
más sólo siento el frío
oscuridad plena;

En este, mi lecho lloraré mis penas
mientras espero impaciente
por tu eterna condena

Untitled XXXV

All my marked books lay on my night table
gathering the unforgiving dust
that depositates within the papers' thin grains
All the books I've been trying to read
sit there still and mock me.
The thick ones, the thin ones, plays and novels
and all my favourite poems.
And I'm too tired, too bored, too grey...
I haven't touch them in days
So they mock me,
me and my pathetic busyness...
me and my pathetic lie.

Untitled XXXIV

How can I know if I'm real or am not?
How can I feel what I already forgot?
How can I leave all my lies on my rear?
When the reason I breath are those lies
are those prayers

Untitled XXXIII

It's been a while
since I've written my lies
It's been a hole
in the bottom of my heart
But I return to you my soul
And I give you all and more
As I stand naked for your eyes
and I make of this...
one more lie

Untitled XXXII

Click!
There it goes again

Click!
Feeling bright or grey

Click!
Just one blink it takes

Click
On and off all day