no longer the same

Life is fragil...
Love is hard...
I'm not the same...
My head is heavy...
My chest is bleeding each day more and more...
I'm running out of options...
Maybe its better this way... i'm not supost to be happy...!!
i going to let it go!!

i want to be alone... there is no one who can understand... i can't do this anymore...
io can't.. i'm going to give up..!
please forgive me ... but i'm going to give up!
you left me alone... you left alone just like every one else...!
i can't do it anymore... i'm sorry i can't... i'm sick of suffering!


i'm sorry!!

silence 4 - angel song

This is me with another nervous breakdown

My pressure dropped, this body went with it

Memory fails, I'm feeling claustrophobic

I scream my silent pain in this big plain

There's no one here

Tell me who is there now

Who is there with you

I'm taking no calls unless it's her voice

I'm seeing no one unless it's herI open the mailbox every hour

Maybe I'll hit the postman

I want to hear some love words

But not in that dyslexic voice

No I won't tear apart for you

But I was given no choice

I guess I was trying to keep me alive

But once I was dead there's was nothing to do beside

Picking me up and lying me down

Waiting for some angel

To wake me and say to me:

"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."

Kiss me, is this a dream?

Should I believe it?

Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time

Am I too good for you, am I just paranoid?

Should I get clinical or should I speak louder?

Maybe I should close my eyes for years

And wait for the strongest feeling

Out of all the feelings

To raise from youI guess

I was trying to keep me alive

But once I was dead there's was nothing to do beside

Picking me up and lying me down

Waiting for some angel

To wake me and say to me:"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."

Kiss me, is this a dream?

Should I believe it?

Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time

Am I real? are you real? is this real?

What's real?Am I real? are you real? is this real?

Tell me, what's real?

--------------------------------------------------------------------

nothing else to say!

...

Morrer, só se morre só. O moribundo se isola numa redoma de vidro, ele e a sua agonia. Nada ajuda nem acompanha. (Rachel de Queiroz)


Se deixo errar meus pensamentos, não encontro ninguém. O melhor, afinal de contas é a morte. (Lou Andreas Salomé)

-------------------------------------------------------------------
maybe i should give up...
i think about it every day...
i can't...
:'(