Last Stop

My sheets are covered with red pieces of hair.
The blonde that once mixed in
Isn't there anymore.

We will be apart soon.
Will you smile when you think of me?
When the moon is full,
Will you wish me good luck?

Soon I'll be on a bus ride home.
Everything will go back as before.
The people, the places, the roads, the shinning sun
Will be the same.
It'll feel like a dream.
Was it true or just a false reality?

Those memories you once were in
Are captured inside a glass building.
The doors are currently sealed.
I pull a chair and a table and place them in front of that tall building.
I have the time to sit and watch:
Our first hello, kiss, argument, and our empty room.
Are you sitting on the other side and watching too?

The building turns to April then May.
That night i last spoke to you.
Was it you?
I don't know or recognize your voice.

Soon I'll be in an empty bus home.
This glass building is waiting to be destroyed.
As I walk through these roads
I look up to the clear sky.
That shinning moon we once saw is back.
Do you see your shadow or mine?

Even if I am away or far away.
I'll sit outside that building.
When the time comes,
I'll protect it from millions of storms.
I won't let it crumble or break.

Months will pass by,
I'll get old, sick, and turn back to life.

I am inside that bus,
Looking at this starry night.
Those read lights we used to watch,
Slowly began to disappear.

As the bus approaches my last station.
I'll think back to that night and wonder.
Why didn't you smile?
Did you sleep well?
Could I ask one last question?

The bus has stopped.
That tsunami is approaching.
As the door opens I hold onto my bags,
Look into the outside.
Empty streets,
White lights,
And no shadows.

"Why didn't you say 'good-bye'?"

Switch

CYBARUX - Cut Your Betrayal And Remember Until X

Triumph over Loss

I remember those nights I always cried because I wanted to be a better person, have a better future and someone I could love.
It was an amazing feeling of unhappiness.
But life makes it's own changes.
Some of the time we may not even realize it. And mostly we never do, someone has to tell us.

Metal Icarus

Ice with freezing temperatures. Snow with ice on top. Cars crashing. Coldness.

Hmmm... What a day.

Awaited

I haven't written anything in blogspot lately... I apologize.

I currently have a new neighbors that are pissing me off.

Moon Soon

Close your eyes.
They are.

Silky keys touching and pressing, creating words from nowhere within.
Period. I look away, into another street to see...
Her eyes probably staring at me, looking and thinking:
Your eyes, So realistically insane.

Chin

Sleep Party People - Chin
A song that used to swept my soul as if it were a tsunami hitting land. This simple song used to take me from a state of happiness to a state of depression and guilt.
How can one song do all that in a matter of seconds?
The day I took the bus to Binghamton to finally stay for my first semester I listened to this song repeatedly, and I cried for hours alone in a bus.