Broken Heart

Broken Heart

My heart hopes … eternally somebody arme, for a bit .. for a bit, all parts that many people in a little by little, disarm, perhaps with tiny but painful actions, who knows it could happen tomorrow maybe that person where they least expect this.

It hurts ..

Afraid to silence … sometimes it is very cruel to me and put me to be present in my mind over and you see events in my life that never opened wanted to remember.

Dash

Dash

They wanted a better world and not made it …. We also want the dreamers together and not let them fade away our goal of achieving a world of freedom, are willing to help make our dream a reality aga?

Is Still Time

Is Still Time

It also , leaves a

It hurts ..

These tears come to anything, is that I am sensitive? These are tears of things without importance, when really need .. are not there to show what they really feel, there are times that I lose the stand and a hug, a caress a love you.

Past

past

She drowns in tears, supported his head on the wall and is wrapped in the past, does not accept the reality, just want to leave this cursed place that has led to an increase in solitude, have their wrists full of new roads and past in recalling his stories, each path was perhaps a small incident but it was a shock that gave the word of his fate.
It stretches back and look at the ceiling, his eyes are lost in the remembrance, feels like the air wrapped in a blanket of dreams and illusions, to realize that ideal world does not exist, drops a tear and that is reflected in various moments of his life, tear that runs his cheek burned deeply penetrate your skin to its soul.

I love you

love

A week passed, since that flood my mind clouds of faces, I close my eyes and I imagine that never happened, what brought me to rains and storms and is not as secarme … my body is still wet, my skin absorbs from the Rev water .. every drop hurts, it passes the time and I can not forget, choking me in my little box of glass, I am short of breath .. fast break, glass will tarnish and are reflected in the various moments of my life.

Damned reality

Damned reality

Vital Flow

Always .. so calm, so pure, that andalusia want to see observarte until dark, it feels so good breeze you peace joy and serenity that surrounds me in a sea of unexplored pleasures.

Vital Flow

There’s more suffering

There's more suffering