the road

a lonely railroad track in the middle of a mountain stood the test of time and the wither of the elements, being visited on occasion by the few wondering tourists the mountain received, if the road could speak not many tales would be told, and of the few it did tell, none where of honor nor battles, nor any importance the the outside world, but then again, to the outside world nothing really matters. but the road and the mountain path had a favorite story to tell among themselves. it was short and random but at the same time a never ending tale. Speak the mountains of a rainy day like the many that show with the coming of summer,  among the droplets, came a couple walking playfully in the rain, she was as beautiful as a starry night, while he was a robust as a grizzly bear, quite jolly too. as they made their way across the path, the gravel and rocks beneath them made cracks and crunches that livened up the otherwise grey walk. the wood from the railroad track could feel it in the air, that sweet essence that drips from young lovers discovering the world through each others eyes, even if they themselves couldn't. as he wondrously marveled at the round and spout words of awe at the beauty his eyes saw, she whispered to him  to come close to her, with a voice full of innocence and playfulness and maybe a dash of spice. as he closed to her, their bodies met, and their lips clashed in a matter only known to few, his grip tighten around her waist and suddenly two thoughts crept into his mind like a wallflower in the middle of a summer day. the first was that this was unlike any other kiss he had ever experienced,  there's nothing he could compare it to, perfection he knew; did not exist, but boundless beauty he did feel, alongside heat and emotion, something that comes once in a life time stays but only for a few seconds and leaves to never come again, but leaves its markings tattooed on your being, and that was exactly what it was for him.the second thing he realized was that, right then and there, he could have died and been completely at peace with the world.all of this came through his mind in the few seconds the eternal seconds that took place in the pouring rain, hammering the lonely road, and though he never said it out loud, the road, the trees, the sky and rain knew those precious moments he was telling her in his mind, i love you

Captains love song

In the wake of this storm
My ship crashes, then burns to ashes
Rendering my sinking words on the mind
Of a poet thats is grasping, for air as he
Dashes from the wreak of a dream, turn
To ruin, no olive branches offered from the beating of the cold words thrown by the ocean. only laughter from a mad man called destiny , or faith or something greater, only he's the joker and I'm batman, but i cant find a robin on this battle, that trembles like a volcano erupting fire. And at the end of the day theres no water nor fire only the anguish from desire ripping stitches from the blankets that through time i fought so long to acquire, comforters from the harshness of madness or liars.
And truly the witnesses of the unmaking of the maker of words trying so hard to inspire , truly flailing in despair from failing at the only job the ever mattered. Keeping a flame lit in a candle.

Demons in the night aka i dont like me

Theres things inside my head that wont let me sleep, gashing they tear the flesh from my mind, i feel the pain, and silently i scream, no words come louder than the ones spoken in silence, i feel blood on my teeth and a wound in my chest but as my eyes close the only suffering comes from my brain theres monsters inside, trying to claw their way outside, trying to claw their way through my lips but fail so then they escape through the path y choose to write for them. A church bell rings signaling the time of night that i am yet so very awake dealing with these demons of mine

500 dias con ella

En 500 dias no te pude enamorar
O quisas fue que eso se perdio a la mitad
En 500 dias yo te ame, todas las horas te las dedique
500 dias de mi vida junto a ti
Miles de minutos por doquier
Millares de segundos sin nacer
500 dias de esta vida te los di
Que son 500 muertes que yo al final sufri
500 dias de mi vida que perdi.

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preguntas

no se de que trata nuestro porque,
y el cuando aun elude mi saber
quizas mi mente anda en blanco
no se cuanto mas la he de tener
Me pregunto porque no puedo dejar de intentar
aun cuando solo me encuentro esta gran oscuridad
cuanto quisiera saber, si esto destinado a fallar

Vilify

when did the words start to fade?
every now and then they come less and less
one word answers, became nods and sighs
while faces turned away, to hide the wrinkles in their minds
never more alone than together, never more together than alone
eyes so sad and so distant
they vilify me with each and every blink
and i just think, but cant, nor can i breathe, or even fall asleep
why did you put me on trial?why did you fly away?
S.Michaels

Ayer

Que magia aquella que tus labios creaban al acercarse a los mios
Un beso dos o tres, chispas y calor de nuestra piel brincaban pordoquier
Vaya que amor el de los dias que acabaron ayer
Pero tu piel sigue sobre mi, como una sabana hecha de recuerdos y de lagrimas.
Y yo sigo aqui cubriendo mi piel con ella, en las noches donde la musica y el frio me recuerdan de tu ausencia fingida, y de tu estadio falso en el techo de mi hogar

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