quinta-feira, 3 de maio de 2012

A Normal Mess

"Cold feet, warm soul, enchanting heart... Peaceful mind, but never mind, It's like you don't mind anymore...
My feelings I'm supposed to share, but it's not like you still care...Inside me, with My own self it's not fair...
I'm being constantly dragged to what I believe it's coming from deep down my love...Oh love! Made possible so much, so far, and now it's so far from where it once has started...
No matter how silent is my night, or birds singing as a fight, I always feel like waiting on the ground.
No matter how powerful is my sight, or the day that stays bright, you are here but never to be found.
And just like a blowing balloon, I breathe out, looking for answers, hopeless
Even so I see how it could work, but not like this, is this love? Is this life? Well, it's just a mess."

Heryck Almeida Santos
May 3rd, 2012

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