HOPE.

Hoping my fairy godmother would come up to me with a large bottle of wine and cheer me up. And maybe stay around a while. But fairytales ain't real.

I ain't the little asshole I used to be.
You gave me these wounds, marked the bruises.
I'd do anything to go back in time,
we'd never met if that be possibly possible.
But past can't come back either such as life.
I won't ever again be the one who dream that.

Hoping some real, bone-meat friend would unmagically appear with some cheetos and tell me some story I don't wanna here. And stay around for a while. But friends ain't real sometimes, either. GCA.

Garbage manners

We are made out of dust.
The Earth has a dream.
People destroy dreams.
Lost in my very deep inside.
This is no more a secret.
We will vanish... GCA.

"Chale, la gente se pone tan sensible en Febrero".

Lazy heart...

Reaction with no attraction
how can you asure real love?

All this time am I being faking?
I met a familiar spectrum,
it came along with strange hope
and some frustrating poetry.

We all are trapped sometimes
we all are scared sometimes
we all find hate or love
from time to time...

Is it anger? Is it fear?
Is it sadness? Is it me?

Let just let it bleed.
Absorb the bullets
cut some heads,
and pack our souvenirs.

I've got some issues
but you're gonna pay.

Where are you?
Are you flying too?
Was my lesson useful?

I've being having all around
this crazy humoristic thoughts
we were pretty butterflies
escaping away from love.

But you were happy
I was happy too.

I've paying such high price
My reward?
Oh, this lazy heart...
Damaged soul, senseless hands.
No turning point. GCA.

Attending dead inspiration...

I refuse on believing that I'm the best me I could possibly be...

People are different.
An unfamiliar feeling,
just another stupid trap.



Do not misunderstand me, I am being positive.

PANIC!

I REALLY MISS THAT FEELING...



The one that was made for people with a concience
the one that was created for my soul
the one that I thought was naturally borned
the one that now I find so unknown...

"I am myself all the time, even when there's no one around."

Do not panic!
This post is for a good friend
that's gotta find a way out.

Cuz' I've got nothing to confess to anybody, all my secrets are only mine.
Cuz' at the same time I've got no secrets at all... they're all gone to my past now.

Someday I'll write the saddest and the happiest poem that has ever exist, and it won't be about love.

This are my broken phrases about young minds dreams!
Hey there, maybe someday I'll give you my heart, so we'll be back to reality.

DO NOT PANIC.


DO NOT PANIC.

Don't be fool, life is a precious gift, even if we don't know from who... Don't panic, there's always a reason to smile. Don't panic!

youre my hole.

This deep hole has a name, your name, and I'm getting out of it. I promise. This ain't no love. You got into my life when I was falling. You got advantage of the pieces of my heart, put them back together just to throw them all at once.

LITTLE MISTAKE

Only having fun isn't enough
going through though decisions
it's all about ego I said once
maybe it was about self-esteem
maybe it was about you and me
"maybe" can't exist in this world
I ain't falling no more dear
I ain't going down ever again
the songs I sang about this
the words I spell because
are now starting to vanish
I'll fly them away with life
this ain't a letter for any
it's no painful reality either
the sounds of getting crazy
having fun won't be enough
this are the memories of myself.
Goodbye. GCA.

it's all about ego, it's all about power

so damn confusing
not angry not sad
maybe ego stuff



a business with obsessions and paranoia
it can just get down to weak people
it is not the case, so we'll move on.


i will...
what will you do?


...the part of me I can't remember" GCA.

muy triste para un poema?

He recolectado mis versos de insensatez, tristeza, ira, gran melancolia.

TERIBLE INCERTIDUMBRE ME ABRUMA

Espero sientas alivio
yo siento cual vacio
te lo dije un dia
poesia es relevancia
es trascendencia
directo al corazon
te lo dije un dia
yo te amo todavia
es duro estar sin ti
el lapiz se borra
evapora sentimientos
ya no quiero tintero
ni la pluma que me diste
quiero tiza y grafito
no soluciones tristes
ya no tengo preguntas
todo estara bien. GCA.


y ahora unas lineas en ingles...

(singing i wanna be sedated)

You.ll slowly evacuate my heart
so long I will fake to be fine
I can.t believe its over now
it just seems unreal to me
I was trapped in your arms
now that I.m free at last
I dont feel like flying
I loved to be in love with your soul.GCA.



en malaventura.