Somethings I Want to Share, But Don't Know How

I had something to say. It made sense inside my mind. Even when I said it out loud it made sense. But then I thought better and decided not to think about it again, for I wasn't sure how people would react... My stubborn mind could not let it alone, of course. It never does. I thought about that again, and it made sense as always,  since the very begining. The only thing impeding my thoughts to become loud was my fear of people's reaction. No especific reactions, though. It was only fear of the darkness covering the future that was to come by my hands. For one moment, I had the power to change the future, even slightly, with only some disorganized thoughts (or too elaborated ones). It was too much for me, however, and I was tired of tracking down my line of thought all over again, and, then, I went to sleep.

Um Súbito Surto Pesaroso

E àqueles, que são os últimos de minha raça
A vislumbrar o pequeno pedaço que me sobrou,
Só imploro que guardem na memória todo
O brilho que me esvaiu
Pelas mãos e
Caiu por terra

Que quanto mais os queria ao alcance
Mais implorei e senti e deixei ir
O que me mantivera sã,
O que mantia a mim
E às minhas palavras
A salvo

E que
Com
Pesar
Caiu
De novo
Por Terra...

A Never-Ending Story

There's nothing you can do
Or say
To get rid of the monster

He's always around
Ready to
Fill you with thirst

And after so many bottles
And such
He attacks

And after taking you to all sorts
Of paradises
He takes you back

All you want is more
And more
And more
And... Blank...

Watching the Destiny Taking its Course Through the Hands of a Disturbed Mind

So much tension

Behind a mask

Of obstination

Want it all

And just one

At a time

He has somethings

He calls Past and Future

Which are coming

To haunt

He has something

Hidden inside his pocket

He has something

To die for...

And They Said It Could Be Worse...

Someone calls salvation,
Cause after so much time
Dancing with the Devil,
their direct line
To God
Was a
Little bit
Failed...

Did You Find Yourself in Your Somewhere?

You lost Yourself
Along the way
Somewhere between
Pleasure and Faith

You lost your Faith
Long time ago
Somewhere near
Heavens and Dreams

You lost your Dreams
Over and over again
Somewhere beside
That cup of coffee over the table...

The Last Breath You Take After You Give Up

Inside me there's no space
For something deeper
Than what I offer you

You knew I'm shallow
And completely selfish
And, still, you gave me your heart

I'm sorry, dear
I can't make it
I can't continue with this shit

I love you, my friend,
I wish you the best,
And that's all...