Overview

My life is changing in an incredible speed.
It's as if I was watching a movie that lasted 1 hour 15 min.
But, the movie is fake, I am real.
At least I believe I am.

I have been watching conflicts that are born in 1 country, then another and another.
My wife is Taiwanese, she's 29, majored in English, and currently living the life of a successful woman.
I am Venezuelan, 18, just graduated from High School, and currently applying for college somewhere in this world.

Taiwan and Venezuela have a political dispute.
My wife's country and my country don't get along.
But we are in love, even if our countries don't like each other, hahaha, how ironic.

Currently, I have lost my strenght, i can feel I have become weaker psysically, not mentally.
But, I think there's always a reason for people's tiredness.

Brake.

From living reality
Brake
When your body feels functions
that means you're living a lie.
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My body is hurt...
I'm hurt like you... Matame!

Life gets with you...
The light in your face
is still shinning.
Don't let it go
Stay...

Cry with my soul, with my deepness
please just let it be.
Matame ahora, or i will kill you.
I am your, you are me, we are one.
Bring peace.

(June 16th, 2004)

Roses' : Flower's Return

(Wrote this when I was 15)
Roses that cry cause happiness .
- Because we feel that...
Roses that smile cause unhappiness.
- Because we feel that...

While you walk spirits salute you
When you cry they walk besides you
In this rose Route I am alone
- Because I feel that way...
Flowers please return
- Because I feel that way...

Small little shadow, Am I beautiful?
- Because I ask you to...
Small little tree, am I strong?
My love, please smile to me
My small rose seduce me
- Because I tell you to...

Run with me little shadow, the night is ours
When the sun comes out, they will kill you
- Because we feel that way...
They kill what's beautiful, they are weak, they are scared...

Unlike us little shadow.
- Because we won't return, my little flower.
I will take you
To hell, because you are
just too beautiful.

Another..

A song I wrote when i was 15.

I am still here, drinking my life, please save me.
Please take me from this hurricane.
Is this what I see? Dogs barking at me? People talking
What am I doing in here?

In my nightmare, I can only see shadows
passing, crying through my skinless body.
Roses are falling from their eyes.
With the desire to kill me now!

Spirits break through the night
The sun will melt, and your feelings will die.
The water she drinks from will become nothing.
Those petals I carried, and you lips will surrender to me.

The end for you is near.
My hands will make you dissapear
Leave this eternal hell just go... go.

A place to go

I created this writing when I was 12, I don't remember if it was a song... or a poem, or just a thought.
(It was originally written in Spanish.)

It sounds as if I was talking to someone
and I find people who knows who
I am and know that I love you
For everything that you know what it is.

And you never have time for
someone who has problems you run
the whole way without having a place to go.

And I listen, and then I try but
I never find one reason, and if you love
me, i will go in a spider-web.
If you show me the whole time
lights, and people in every street-end I
could love you with or without the problems
I never had.
Gigantic circles in the cementeries that i will get to know
and you'll show yourself to send.

If I went by the sky and you saw
you were a woman only one, only,
it was in a sky it was a woman
it was a woman, it was a woman.

where do i go.
And I listen, and I try but I never find one reason
and if you love me, Even to a spider-web I will go.

Us

The day was, yes it was, egocentric day, full of lifeless excuses.
The week coming up you might stay, you might as well leave, I don't want you to.
Tremendous forces of feelings, testimonials, electric mirrors passed by society.
You, are who you are, I want to be you.

Light, you gave me faith, but then you brought my irrational soul, my innocent heart down into hatred.
The love we all felt was gone by the morning.
The love we never felt made us agonize into our sub real death.
Breathe next to, yeah, me, you.
I will show you what my rotund eyes can see.
The morality of your soul, the brightness of your eyes, it's god-like to me.
I cannot intimidate your eyes, they seem god-like to humanity, to me.

You, me, I she, you, her, I, it's all one, you and me, we.