Monday, September 5, 2011

selfish



I know how selfish it may sound, however I just wish that the world could stop while I'm bleeding. I know how blind it is – peddling. Although it’s what I wish when I close my eyes and try to hear my own heartbeat but whenever I try it, I only hear the mess inside my head and that’s how I keep getting lost, again and again. Blurred. Mismatched.

I can’t truth my silence because it isn’t soundless, it’s voiced in ludic voices, lost, jumbled and mutilated. Solid, firm and flowing, abstracts.

2 comments:

  1. Exatamente como me sinto hoje, muito bem colocado, claro. Tu é demais .-.

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  2. AEAE QUE FODAAA <3 se tivesse bagulho do tumblr eu até postava XD

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