The Calm Before The Storm.

Dreamy Smiles

Dreamy smiles, Nice cotton hugs, Smoking cigarettes at night, Watching the rain fall.

Inside the bed-sheets Letting time pass by, One second feels like being in Mars. One kiss is like being alive.

Weekend promises are now today. No more poisonous grey wait, Let the feeling take you away. Let the raw passion make you whole again.

Now they're alone, Cuddling with eyes closed, The storm might reign outside, But their world sleeps with them tonight.

Linux pronoums: she/bang!

3:45 am monologue

Sometimes I don't feel like part of humanity. More like a fake and empty emulator A mimic, unable to feel empathy

Sometimes, I fail to recognize myself in the mirror. Smiling and winking back at me, confused. Unsure what makes me so happy, a puzzle to be solved.

When I'm alone, the world dissolves into gray. No more observers; my essence is fixed in place. It's becoming difficult to avoid myself.

I keep repeating that everything will be okay. With what face do I claim? If I cannot keep myself awake For my dreams are nothing but dreadful recollections of past mistakes.

Afraid of everything, I live in despair. So much so that I forget to take a deep breath. Only unconsciousness allows me, briefly, to change the pace.

For those like me, I bid you farewell. Be your days better than the last sour taste. Don't forget to call them; they prefer you alive and sane.

No habría llegado a los 50 «Me gusta» sin vuestra ayuda. ¡Gracias por este sueño!

So cool! I can't believe I've reach 50 likes!! Way more likes that I was hoping for!!

December fright

December fright.

There's no peace of mind.

Just empty laughs, echoing around.

-"OMG! Are you sad?"

-"Hide your face right now!"

-"You're dragging us down!"

Now, I drink alone on the roof.

Having a slice of pizza at midnight.

While fireworks paint the sky blue.

No more empty ball rooms,

No more wasted champagne.

It's so easy to say: "enough!"

Now the summer night is turning cold.

A small relief from the old,

Alone with my pop songs.

happy festivities to you all!!

Typical old book cover : blank

Well... what about the first page? Also blank

Ok, ok let's see the book spine: Name of the author who I don't know (sometimes it's Russian)

That doesn't tell me anything, I shall see the back cover: blank

I'm loosing it! Maybe the last page has an index: nope.

Ok, last try second page of the book: title

But... but what's the book about? I'm in a hurry!!

Vampire

"He's an immortal." 'How can you tell?' "Look at his pace." "He didn't break a sweat."

A young, handsome-looking man running laps under the misty evergreens. Listening to music on a walk-man truly an anachronistic scene.

"I hate those life drainers. A trap made in good manners, Being immune to death, They remind us, How pointless life can end."

'Maybe he feels alone, Being isolated and all Cursed to live the same night As a thousand falls'.

"He's unable to feel. Don't be so gullible. In his veins runs nothing but cold blood. There's nothing real in his smile. A shell, a mockery of man, don't be blind!"

Now the ethereal presence abandons the trees. Having dwelled in countless dark places, Being part of the scenery, never the spotlight Endless drinking, socializing, and expanding his mind…

"I must end this; that's why I call. This will be a deadly brawl. Unless I show him his true self, I need your help to break his charming spell."

Now the morning mist is on the rise. But before the helper could take a stride A soft voice calls his name. inside his head, thus sealing his fate.

'Come, rest with me,' the voice entreats. 'I feel your heart beating alone. Be mine, and you shall never be bored'.

The poor victim smiles with glee. soon to be his forever lover. Left alone, his friend chases a jogging illusion. Both were prey all along, for the mist was the real intruder.

Rolling the dice

Rolling the dice What will it be? which form will grant me. Away from fate, to become someone else

Will I be a pal or gal? Should I be dead or alive? probability: 50/50, even or odd? Tall or short? I don't know.

What are my options? Is it true or false? Can I be free from woe? I don't want to be alone. I need someone else to grow.

My hand shakes in distress. Will my memories be the same? Is my soul lucky as well? Is it too late? or do I really need a second chance?

The red die rolls, Silence took over the room. Feeling dizzy, the young one collapsed. A maelstrom of sensations is passing by.

Suddenly, the new one remembers, With clear joyfulness, They are playing true or dare. And they dare to kiss each other, until the end of this era.

Today I started with the medication

What a wild sensations came!

I feel ready to sleep, but it's not the same.

Am I loosing counciousness or am I insane?

Is it normal? Or an overdose is about to break?

Another depressing rant

Anything can happen under the cheery sun.

Someone lost a balloon.

Others their life

But most certainly, their smiles

A lot occurs under the clear blue sky.

Injustice, robbery, and arson

Someone jumped after losing his mind.

There are lots of posters asking for a missing son.

On this nice, warm day

Families are forced to move away.

Genocide, war, and famine are all around the world.

But there's always more show.

While birds are chirping and kids are laughing.

The intelligent missiles are flying

In some other place, an earthquake has begun.

Right now, lots of animals are prey of the commercial hunt.

There is so much work to do.

So much pain and indiference

What's the point? Is there any difference?

Then the madman is the one who lives alone.