martes, 12 de julio de 2011

letter....

Dear Tiffany.

You've mad me nauseous for the last time
Everything I've said to you....I will form a
spike (to drive through my
throat) In order to stop my words
This time I'll put them in the ground along
with my memories and my feelings
I'll burn it down and walk away
Let the fire warm my back
I wish you would say you hate me
It would make it so much easier
Burn it down and walk away................Love
Daniel

domingo, 15 de mayo de 2011

L, L, L

As you laugh, someone cries.
As you live, somebody dies.
As you loves, someone hates...

domingo, 24 de abril de 2011

                  if only you would understand my point.....

miércoles, 20 de abril de 2011

I WANT

I want you to trust me
I want you to believe me
I want to feel your eyes on me
I want to control every heartbeat

I want to hear your voices
I want to disturb the peace
I want you to see me well
I want you to understand me

I want your fantasy
I want your energy
I want to see your hands

Do you see me?
Do you understand me?
Do you feel me?
Do you hear me?

Do you belive me?