Forever

(Es una canción).

Freedom is out there to be discovered,
Forgotten and recovered...
Chemistry explains why I smile,
But not why happiness is just for a while...

Up, down, and sideways,
It's the end of my days...
Heaven, Hell, don't salute me!
There's ONE world, one beauty...

Fuck science, my siprit is broken!
Why? 'Cause I used it to love!

Autumn has come to cry with me again,
I'll pass as the nothing I am...
I've just grown another, now dragon head,
The chimera's complete, I'll soon be dead!

In my last minutes I can't help but think of
How Socrates was killed for what he lived for,
And in his last ones, he didn't agonize;
I wipe off my tears and then realize:

Forever, forever is only sophia,
Forever, forever is only sophia.

Septiembre 2008
SAG

Clean and vexed

Trying to stick clean for the sake of my “humanity”
Based on a bad trip by an overdose of LSD,
This rash decision I took brought back the scenario,
My mono-obsessed fearless brain turned back into stereo…

I miss the fact that even harmony was edible,
For once, ok twice, fucking dying felt incredible!
Now I feel freezing yet I’m sweating like a waterfall,
I’m not pre-med but I’m sure this is what they call withdrawal!

I’ve been through the exit again just to find myself at a limbo,
Torture’s the emperor here and his army’s a ten foot window,
I rely on anarchy to vanish this godforsaken place!
The memory of my senses with pressure my body ignores to erase,
I sustain that art cleanses but saying goodbye has never been the case…

Can’t even see my true colors when everything’s morphing,
After I pass out, mind and pineal gland went out golfing,
As I wake up there’s ink on my arm I can’t help but notice,
I still bite on it hoping to feel some effect, fuck yes!

I turn on some music and suddenly find myself singing along,
This “sweet weed o’ mine” tune goes on, and then I realize the lyrics are wrong!
I have to press hard on my head to make sure it won’t roll down the floor,
One crave after another, I can’t fucking afford to perish like before.
‘I shan’t choose how it’s over’, this last thought allows me to picture a door…

Sometimes close, sometimes far, sometimes outside the bars;
Hesitation but never remorse!
In this world, all around, in each smell, in each sound;
Never taste, never touch, pay of course!

This problem of will and abuse has gotten medievaly irrational,
Better a pact with the Devil than become a “foul, hooligan, criminal”!
Stop perverting reality and face facts; don’t just choose fucking merits or faults!
I see the door’s now open leading to a chapter of repression assaults…
There’s no need to be sullen, my bubble was popped and now I’m clean and vexed,
This is not just my burden, ‘The Life’ seems to go on and you’re probably next.

Septiembre 2008
SAG

The I wasn't chosen blues

I used to be in a band,
You understand...

Spent many hours in that hot room,
Only place safe from doom...

Then one day I wasn't invited,
They had someone new...
The reason wasn't highlighted,
But as soon as I saw him, I knew!

I've got the I wasn't chosen blues,
Oh baby, it tastes so bitter to lose...
(repeat once)

He got himself a solo, man,
I never did that...

And he wasn't even smiling,
I would have rolled on my back...

But I had 4 strings,
And he had 5...
So whatever life brings,
Fuck it! I know it'll never arrive!

I've got the I wasn't chosen blues,
Oh baby, it tastes so bitter to lose...
(repeat once)

I've been writing all day,
It's all I wanna do...

Just one last thing I'll say:
Nothing hurts like the truth!

I'm sitting here just watching,
Like the groupie I once was...
I thought I would be playing,
Oh! Now I see what betrayal does!

I've got the I wasn't chosen blues,
Oh baby, it tastes so bitter to lose...
(repeat as wished)

Agosto 2008
SAG

Fearless

Una aclaración: mi revuelto (por no decir complejo) e irracional de memoria ser, entre so pendejadas y anhedonia, siente debo disculparme por la inconsistencia temporal a partir de Fearless, pero pondré al final el aproximado de la fecha en que la esencia del poema fue techné-ado. Sigan poniéndose.

The world was to be mine,
I'd give the arts a new purpose:
Freedom from death's entwine...

My alchemy was rhymes,
They have still helped me focus
Throughout vindictive times...

I learned it all from there:
A choir in me reciting;
I had fervor to spare...

But how could I forget?
Like hosts, they're so inviting,
Too fast again we met...

I needed to feel,
I couldn't tase the glory!
Emptyness...

It was time to heal,
But excess would bind me
Regardless...

I'm not sorry I failed,
I don't regret obsessing,
But finally I've exhaled...

Oh hurting over this
Could not be more depressing,
The world ran out of bliss...

Is there anything left
To compensate ecstasy?
Life seems a hollow depth...

Guess there's no way to know
Now mysterious pain can be,
If I don't die, I'll grow...

Succulent cure dish,
I hate to admit:
I'm powerless...

Careful what you wish,
I couldn't handle it,
Fearless...

Circa julio 2008.
SAG