In the darknesses

In dark waters
Of the time
I fought.
No matter how hard he makes
Or that they try to make me,
Little advances.
My sign
It is to die.
Every day
Die a little more
Day after day
I feel the life running out
As If it
Feared me
Since a long time, I live in darkness
From where I will never return
Darkness without an end
Where from deceit I entered
What should I do
But to await for my time..
I did not want to
Make suffering to
Those that adore me.
It hurt me in two ways
One of them, is what I suffer.
Another one what its who I make suffer
Trying to do my best
I end up doing what I wasn not suppose to
And in the dark waters of the time,
Time that with time passes by
In the darknesses leaving me
Always with my torment
Me and my suffering..





Forsaken

When I have nothing left to feel.
When I have nothing left to say
I'll just let this slip away.

I feel these engines power down.
I feel this heart begin to bleed
as I turn this burning page.

Please forgive me if I bleed.
Please forgive me if I breathe.
I have words I need to say.
Oh so very much to say.

And whose life do I lead?
And whose blood do I bleed?
Whose air do I breathe?
With whose skin now do I feel?

I'm supposed to walk away from here.
I'm supposed to walk away from here.

And whose life do I lead?
Whose blood do I bleed?
Whose air do I now breathe?
I'm convinced there's nothing more.

The day you died I lost my way.
The day you died I lost my mind.

What am I supposed to do?
Is there something more?

The engines power down.
Like a soldier to his end I go.
Because I'm convinced
that there is nothing more.

and whose life do I lead
and whose air do I breathe?
With whose skin and whose blood do I feel?

What happens now?
Have I done something wrong?

Forgive my need to bleed right now.
Please forgive my need to breathe
But I've so much to say
and it wouldn't matter anyway.
You're not here to hear these words that I must say

and I'm convinced inside
that there is nothing more.
Whose life do I lead?
Whose air do I breathe.
Whose blood do I now bleed?
With whose skin now do I feel?

I have nothing left to say.
I have nothing left to feel.
Am I supposed to let this go now,
let darkness come and take you away?

Want to give me something?