Betrayed by own brethren, enduring this nightmare...
Fumes like a broken engine, pursuing parched air...
Tonight I stare up at the stars.
The sky is clear without a single cloud...
Inspiration flows from my delicate fingertips,
spilling imagination onto the vacant piece of...
My mind is spinning as fast as the earth,
as I'm living my life for what it's worth...
On the silent lillac breeze
comes the promise of sweet dreams...
Three steps stride not more than three
Bare feet I have seen you walk towards sea...
UNblinking there he stood,
With a smile i never really understood...
This poem will be in English first then Spanish...
I never want this to end,
this feeling of being invincible...
it takes the little blood left within
you to reconcile with the past...
a rose i drench with love
in hopes it’ll wither not...
O the tiniest flower!
lost in the vastness...