sexta-feira, 29 de maio de 2015

i push my fingers into my eyes

I create wonderful places,                                  
 Wonderful laces between 
God's love and evil hate.
I close my eyes 
So I can not see 
But when I am wide open
All the world sees me
How wonderful is to be both
How wonderful is to be alive
Even for miserable days
I enjoy every suffer
Every hate and every love
I thank god for my place
How someone can be truly in despair
For being alive.

quinta-feira, 28 de maio de 2015


I point my fingers into the edge
I taste my red and my black protects
The wings are metaphors
So what I show it's my divine suffer
I point my toes to the floor
And I dance wild in my beautiful creation
I remember crying in closed doors
Today I am new to the world
Yet not quit right
Not quit right.

º Unlace the brain º

And loved shiny stars
Going out in blue and red
To my point of view
To my dream in cruel thoughts
To my cherry top tree
I swear to god I am the only one
Between the garden of evil
Who wish to become real
To not lose the feel
To remember to breathe
To touch the wind and the river
To touch the unspoken mind
With true real magic feelings. 

segunda-feira, 11 de maio de 2015


They told me to go to heaven we have peace love and every kind of magic in the world, they sold me to hell with cookies, whiskey and martini and I told them snakes are into circles, snakes eat themselves alive, snakes lives by the light, snakes change skin, snakes lives within.