I run away
Hoping that you chase me
Childish, yet this is how I measure love
By endless attention
I know I need some healing
But for now
Stay by my side
Hug me and tell me that everything is going to be all right
Prose in the form of a rose
I run away
Hoping that you chase me
Childish, yet this is how I measure love
By endless attention
I know I need some healing
But for now
Stay by my side
Hug me and tell me that everything is going to be all right
I keep running away from my feelings
But they run faster and faster
I can’t keep running
What is it that I am running from?
From myself
From the truth
From the pain
Driving me insane
A new chapter starts
A fresh and sweet start
One in which I am holding the pen
Deciding the future and what it holds
All this time I was waiting for a change
When the only one that had to change
Was me
Currently working on building a life
Which does not cause the need to escape from
Constantly looking for deals
A new country to get lost into
A new obsession
Yet I return the same
Wanting more
Ready to run away
Again and again
La tierra aun húmeda
De cuando el cielo se baño para un día nuevo
Aun esta de noche
Nos subimos al globo
Mientras las nubes nos abrazan
Adrenalina
El cálido fuego
La bendición
Cierro los ojos
Y ya no veo
Solo siento
La plenitud
I have been avoiding to write
As my pen bleeds dry
My emotions supressed
Bottling up until I have had enough
There is nothing you can ever contain
Not even your own truth
The feeling of longing
Of not belonging
Your heart knows before your mind
Once it feels as if it time to go
To move onto something new
Follow your intuition
For it will never misguide you
I blast the blaze
Their music makes me feel alive
It makes me dream and wonder
Creating a cinematic video of the rhythm with strangers I have never met or seen
In these moments
I create, I feel, I unwind, I allow me
To be me
With love comes pain
The innate trust to deliver your heart
In a wrapped, glass container
With a bow: “please do not break”
And with that same beautiful love pain comes
I hate that idealized bullshit concept that love is beautiful always in an eternal state of extasy
There are fights, disagreements, disappointment and tears
Along with bursts of laughter, orgasmic love, cuddles and the buzzing feeling of being in love
Accept the concept of love as a whole
Or don’t bother at all
I carry on
Despite the pain
Despite the shame
I seek my higher self
Give myself a new name
Seeking the truth
Without forgetting my roots