Monday, April 29, 2013

Next To You

I don't know you I don't think I am going to. Why do you hide, why do you get away from me. Why do you have to be so difficult, why do you always have to pretend like everything is okay.

How do you do it, how can you walk without an emotion how can you be so adorable and not be able to love the ones around how can you love and not know how to show it.

Are you lost, do you need someone to find you have you found that person that you lost, that was there when you were not.

Always on the run, never ready for commitment, plans terrify you, events in life keep you always with a tear and a knot in your throat, you want to smile but you can't smile without a tear.

Instead you put your head down and you turn around. Away from reality away from what hurts you.

You are so talented in pushing the right people away, well any people away you don't let them get to close, you don't even let them get to your second layer of your thick skin.

Why do you always have to keep fighting, keep your guard up, keep your eyes open, why can't you not even sleep without dreaming that you are awake and need to see who is watching you. You are always at war. Always on a mission hope you don't return home. Home is what you keep looking for. You lost that touch. You lost the meaning and the feeling of what that looks like.

Why do you like to be alone, why do you get away, don't get close. I want you here Next to me.

I want you to meet me, to discover, to keep digging deeper, to try a little harder to give in a little more, to love without hatred in your heart.

I want you to slowly turn to me, that when I look at myself in the mirror I slowly but surely loose you in the reflect that you become my strength not my enemy.

Please give in a little more. I want you I need you Next to me...


A letter from me to me.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Tu Error



No se si te queria
si me enamore o talvez
solo queria escapar de una realidad
que me tenia atrapada refugiada en soledad


Tu con tanta insistencia y esa actitud
de macho que dice o me haces caso o me haces caso
me volvio un poco loca y me hizo pensar
que talvez tu si eras ese hombre que desde hace tiempo
queria encontrar sin buscar...

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Como La Mosca En La Pared...

Todos pasan y al verla la quieren atrapar, matar o tumbar..
sin saber el motivo o razon del porque.

Solo por que es diferente, porque no es agradable a la vista
ni parte de un mundo de criaturas con pies.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Despierta...

Despierta ya...
no te kedes tan atras...para ya de soniar
ya regresa a la realidad.

Cada dia te kedas en la navidad
pero del anio 2001 cuando ya estamos cerca del final
segun los mayas el mundo se acabara

pero tu aun no despiertas te kedas siempre aya tras
en los anios ke ya no volveran...

Regresa, que se hace tarde ya
la vida poko a poko se va y te pierdes de los momentos
que ya no volveran

Despierta ya deja de soniar deja que se te acerque un poko mas
la Realidad...

jenjen