sábado, 31 de janeiro de 2009

Torture

Comentários: O que eu escrevi nestas linhas foi exatamente o que eu comecei a sentir enquanto lia mais uma dessas historinhas bonitinhas que se publicam em sites, ao mesmo tempo em que eu ouvia umas trilhas sonoras de uns filmes. Se alguém tivesse assistido a cena chamaria de louca... e essa pessoa estaria certa. O motivo disso ficará claro nas linhas a seguir.


Torture

What keeps me alive?
Pain, agony, desire
Torture!

I need to listen
I need to read
All the things that can't be real for me
I need to bleed
I need to sufocate myself

Only falling I can breathe
Only broken I feel complete

Everything that is evil seduces me
And I love when I see it in my eyes
I need to have something to hurt me
I need to feel the reality burning in my skin
Cause I cannot live a lie

Only pain inside
There isn't a better place to hide it

What keeps me alive?
Pain, agony, desire
Torture!

The pain unleash my memories
And I just waste all my time in a moment
Hauting me until I give it sentencies
And the guilty just makes me feel stronger

Only falling I can breathe
Only broken I feel complete

The agony frees my thoughts
Every step I take the angry grows
The insanity controls my mind
I'm dying but it happens so slow

Only pain inside
There isn't a better place to hide it

The desire makes me search in all the corners
For somethings that I really don't know what they are
But I only can have when I close my eyes
And then I force myself to write it in a line

What keeps me alive?
Pain, agony, desire

The torture makes me live
What kind of pain will come?
How much can I stand my ground?
I need to know this answer

Only with the suffering I can dream
Cause I'll be ready when the time come
And I'll be stronger enough to fight

What keeps me alive?
Pain, agony, desire
Torture!

2 comentários:

Darkness Maiden disse...

O que eu posso dizer?
*_* muuuuuuito bom¹²³

Unknown disse...

I need to have something to hurt me
I need to feel the reality burning in my skin
Cause I cannot live a lie


Lecau...eu gostei...quem vive sem dores, vive uma mentira...uma ilusão...a vida é feita de sofrimento...começo a compreender...

*pensa*


Para se manter vivo, precisamos sofrer, mas para aguentarmos o sofrimento precisamos de outra coisa...

How much can I stand my ground?

E...pra tudo existe um limite...

Muito bom!

Gostei pacas!

*-*

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