I Just Want You To Know

I just want you to know my shoes are worn out because I’m searching everywhere for you. I just want you to know that I’m roaming around in my dark living room in the deepest of the night because you are constantly in my mind. I just want you to know I haven’t eaten anything

At The Wrong Time

You’re knocking at my door and it’s at the wrong time; You see, my mind’s trying to live without you. Just when I thought I was feeling fine, It seems I’m not right now! I try to disappear so I sneak out of the door, I’m running through the streets like I never did before.

Sangria On My Lips

My mouth is tasting the fruitiness of this drink, My lips are tasting red wine. I taste sangria on my lips and it’s devine. My mouth is tasting something pure and wonderful. I taste sangria on my lips and I’m drunk. My touth is tasting something so fine. I taste sangria on my lips and

Should I Want To

Should I want to live in shame? Should I want to live in blame? Should I want to live in winters where the doors and windows are wide open? Should I want to live with shards of glass in my hands? Should I want to live with my skeleton that’s broken? Should I want to

Wednesday Afternoon

It is wednesday afternoon, I ate my meal in the restaurant with other residents and after that I went to my room. There isn’t so much happening right now and right here. The annoying sound of the dishwasher is making me frown. Around 2 pm I know the floors will be cleaned, it’s the only

Cigarettes In The Sink

I have everything to worry about, I just wanna scream and shout. The refrigerator is empty, there’s nothing to eat and to drink. My dry and hungry lips are longing for a delicious meal and a good glass of wine. My body doesn’t like to be neglected. I have no more cigarettes left to smoke,

I’ve Thrown Away My Sleep

When I can’t sleep at night, My body wakes up during the wrong time, when it’s only midnight. Please don’t expect me to hide it, the bottle of Tennessee Whiskey you left behind; I already opened it. My bare feet are touching the cold floor from my dark living room. I guess my house is

During Break Of Dawn

During break of dawn I’m lost, And I know for sure. I’m drinking coffee from a mug that’s dripping with my blood. I sleep underneath a blanket of thorns. During break of dawn I’m upset. My wounds have opened, blood is streaming down my naked body. This cold shower is making me regret my life.