miscellaneous little tragic tales of a lifetime.

I have been more out of myself than in

these days of burden are extremely heavy

heavier than I can handle

and this kind of gift of feeling for others I care

makes me carry even more than my own 

the weight of worlds colliding is just too much

when I see you exploding

I just want to take you far away from this hell

you does not deserve this

but much more, so much better

this is so low

all I wanted is to have the power to make this go away

for you and for me

the minds imploding

the hearts bleeding hemorrhagic

there is more to really live

than these miscellaneous little tragic tales of a lifetime 

to run faster the days

to where we embrace the dreams in reality 

because the result of all the struggle is not even close to equality 

I am going crazy, too crazy to recognize myself in 

where am I, who am I in this chaos 

look what people can do without any empathetic sense 

some of us care too much for the other and forget themselves in this game

this must be the end of all reason indeed

there is so much more where we can get

but the vice of exploring without feeling is leading us to our end

and the world is talking to us

this earth also can not take anymore

the oxygen she gives us we return to her in pollution

verbal and non verbal

we are destroying instead of deconstructing to reborn

and we all have to pay for what some do

all of this ego planted is making roots everywhere you put your eyes on

not all of us know what love is in the essence 

we are digging our own graves

slowly and rapidly every day more 

I just wish I could wake up with my own from this nightmare 

breathe deeply before the end