Dear Christopher
1276 Words
"Dónde habita el dolor, habita las lágrimas"
Dear Christopher, has it been a long time ago since I wrote a little of my soul? Is it crazy how things turned out well? Did I know how to describe the situation ?-but right now in the hope of losing the dream, can it be necessary the way the world will continue? until the end of the world? Are we dying? are we gonna die soon?. I am an intolerant person, so suffocating it's what people are told me recently so hard the feeling than I delete my book is hard to write again but I do wanna repeat the same mistake and the same story oh, no again, so I block my mine and myself, forgotten almost everything or what make felt so out of line !.
Here is a little portion of myself a how the big situation is gonna stay, also I will like to share something then I make myself well she´s has a little help, but trust me I not crazy about it all,
Sleep Away
Together with that, I love you til´s at the end of the world
and then words does out of my head
went its ache and the truth never disappear
Sleep Away,
That day my breath is taken away the words
from my mouth so out of line
?-
That day you have gone away from my arms
?
through my own mind is quite
understood and noisy but least pain in my head
was the day the anxiety died ?.
Yea, was the day than your breakable threat
of our true love went away together with the wind
(Now you have to go?, Now you gone
There is where you went when the pain ends)
I am lying on my own feet,
damaged from so much walking,
feeling useless for hurting your injury and leaving pain aside?
aside without guilt, I throw it all with splinters growing in my chest
and then burn in the flames of hell.
In my own head while your light is lost in my sight
and the darkness reaches me,
I cannot move a finger to tempt me to cry
but not to regret because I deserve everything.
´No, I can not find a doubt ?,
one in a million per way towards a universe
in which love is affective and s****l,
but if I find your brown skin burned from so much uncertainty in the conflicts
committed by corruption and the homicide caused
by two strangers who followed the right tracks to justice! .-
The feeling is mutual, it is the same as feeling separated from a distance,
but apart,
smiling at the lonely oblivion?,
The fear comes to life when the facts that led to such a crime are discovered
No, no, I can't prove anything,
justice always takes time
but not God's,
but how much suffering can you feel on the skin of the other?
Dear Christopher, how things it's gonna end?I´ve been lost these days. My head is aching and my bones are telling me that I am wrong.. Dear I don't know how to ask for a little help?Thank God I have not stopped praying for good reason and little faith in me where hope can be restored. In the end I lost this battle to win at the cost of myself !.-Everything that hurts me is a terrible feeling caused by a terrible pain in my articulations. I don't know how to control if I can focus my head in a way out of this place.-tell me the truth I an´t gonna stay alone?, is that the fact I am not scared of it all anymore to feel the air crash in my souls and feeling the hush against my heart!
God I always disappoint you?Even though my anger I can breath pain went is still wide open the same as the same wound where it travels through angus and crying. Jesus Christ I know that I hurt you?I did listen to your good intentions and I did care about it. That's why I always deserved the same shti and the same feeling like a Deja Vu ?.-I like you not for s*x for your stronger sensei of humor about how you see the life and the trueth to the people Chris sometimes I felt in that way where the wave is take it out of my head ?; but the truth is behind to be relieved I hide because I am scared a so my mom, for me she is like the father I need it went the chaos enter for than windows paint of grey clouds and the God face drop a tear but are she is her fault ?.No, no she does have to be blamed or be guilty. Does she not know how my father's behavior is gonna end?Chris I need something like your big heart to make you understand that life is hard, probably you even understand anything for the feelings years,.for me is like talk with a souls, so beautiful souls poetry filled of a thousand of flowers I given you my heart, you busy save my life well the truth is was Linkin Park the abuses in than time was end!, don´t worry about it Chris I wanna a second chance but obviously I know the answer as you do budy !.
If I have to apologize
I will for goodness reason
If I have to say sorry, forget about a lot of things that aren't lost in the oceans I will do,.I will, I will do because you're right after it all and I was wrong but nothing can I change I trying it so hard in the misery of dark and trying it to help other is difficult to.-I wish you could hear me,? hear your sweet and hard voice is send away the evil in my life at back to the reality and its overdone, hear that feeling are gone to rely that terrible bad feelings like the suicide?, and good damn reason to pray to God and to you and Chester that things are coming right to prepared myself in the future to not make a wrong steep ground and ask myself why?,why he so sad? Why is so angry all the time? I try to tell him the good things and the bad too!, but never listen, never pay attention to anything,-you heard me and gave me good advice about life . I always ruined everything like the things are never gonna be good!, aftter all I have to learn to fallen to start again and stand up against the evil and face my fear and sending far away from my warm sweet home and never see it that other face that torture me myself in my head but I did it realize that everything can be good and bad?, I still tryin to make good things even I stay alone I will fight against the presence of evil and said to the world that is alright sometimes to stay alone to understand yourself and the everybody who surrender.-never express in than feeling not, I am not in that way I never could expired that date ?, I don't wanna cause damage or pain least crying out or tears in vain I want you but does it no my decision is yours remember that family is important and finally you guys are getting justice, the process is so damn slow but its worths !;-11:13 p.m so what ´s time is there ?,
- Writer
