Was upon a time when everything was different...
When i used to live another life...
When the glass where i was looking trough was other...
until now...
I used to be the good one...
the perfect one...
but not for me...
I remember the glory days, when i used to run, i used to swim, to study a lot, just to become the perfect child, the perfect husband, the perfect man...
But i was wrong...
because everything that i did i did it for you... but not for me...
you can call me selfish, you can call me now whatever you want...
and i dont care...
Because im bringing back to life my glory days... when i used to be me...
now everyone is denying what i am... because they never knew me like me...
So finally i can scream to the wind my name... because this is me...
and im learning again, to believe in me, to take care of me...
Im not a new man... im the old one a step forward.
No matter what they say... no matter how many times they try to kill me...
no matter what happend...
ill survive,,
because you cant defeat me anymore... because now im again on my glory days...
and my soul is stronger than then...
Get used to it.. they should do it...i believe in it...
miércoles, 9 de junio de 2010
lunes, 12 de abril de 2010
The Villain
I had read over the script once and again, as if was my life the one that i wanted to live...
Standed down the rain, only with the sound of the raindrops over my head dancing with the sound of the river, laughing, screaming, playing as the bad guy. Waiting for the right moment to jump on him and kill him, like other times. It supposed to be easy, strocking the knife into the skin finding the heart. But was different. Didnt have the time to plane it...
I had read over the script hundred times, and i cant play it...
My hands were shaking, like the first time. Wasnt the rain, wasnt the place, wasnt the night. Wasnt the right victim. Was different, no pleasure, no more laughing. Not like this, not even the sound of the tearing skin. If had been his eyes it could have handled, even his voice, his screams. - Then the scene changes, and the moon shines his face while the rain still falls over them, and he start the monologue - I was just standed in front of him when he starded speaking, laughing, crying, giving up his life.
No matter how many times you strock me the knife, im not going to die. No matter what you say, there is nothing that you can trow at me that could break me. Because im already dead. I killed myself thousend of times before and im still here. Everytime that i lost a piece of my heart i tried to kill myself, but didnt work. - Laughing - You cant kill me no more, because i pulled my heart out with my hands and i buried it far away from the shore, so nobody could find it, and i ran away loosing the way, for years, through the night, through the darkness paths untill now, when you finally found me. And i spite on your laugh, because you failed. You falied since the first time, but i didnt let you knew it. So i laugh 0n you, because you cant kill me anymore, not anymore....
My laugh was silenced by his voice, and i cryed. Because i always knew that i was the Villain, untill now, and i scream... You know that im always going to be over you, playing with your shadows and lights, hiding your smile... burying your fears. Im always going to be behind you, watching your steps, waiting for your fall, and then... im not going to fail.
You encourage me, because now i know that no matter what you try to do, im always going to stand up again, because im not the villain, you are. Even now, the moon breaks the clouds to light me, even in the deppest darkness. Even at my death. My heart is no longer with me. my suffering is my breathe, my suffering is my brother in arms.
And i ran. - The scene ends fading the villain while he run into the river darkness, and the moon only shines the man's face-
I had read the script hundred times, and i cant play it... beacuse he failed and he is already dead.
Standed down the rain, only with the sound of the raindrops over my head dancing with the sound of the river, laughing, screaming, playing as the bad guy. Waiting for the right moment to jump on him and kill him, like other times. It supposed to be easy, strocking the knife into the skin finding the heart. But was different. Didnt have the time to plane it...
I had read over the script hundred times, and i cant play it...
My hands were shaking, like the first time. Wasnt the rain, wasnt the place, wasnt the night. Wasnt the right victim. Was different, no pleasure, no more laughing. Not like this, not even the sound of the tearing skin. If had been his eyes it could have handled, even his voice, his screams. - Then the scene changes, and the moon shines his face while the rain still falls over them, and he start the monologue - I was just standed in front of him when he starded speaking, laughing, crying, giving up his life.
No matter how many times you strock me the knife, im not going to die. No matter what you say, there is nothing that you can trow at me that could break me. Because im already dead. I killed myself thousend of times before and im still here. Everytime that i lost a piece of my heart i tried to kill myself, but didnt work. - Laughing - You cant kill me no more, because i pulled my heart out with my hands and i buried it far away from the shore, so nobody could find it, and i ran away loosing the way, for years, through the night, through the darkness paths untill now, when you finally found me. And i spite on your laugh, because you failed. You falied since the first time, but i didnt let you knew it. So i laugh 0n you, because you cant kill me anymore, not anymore....
My laugh was silenced by his voice, and i cryed. Because i always knew that i was the Villain, untill now, and i scream... You know that im always going to be over you, playing with your shadows and lights, hiding your smile... burying your fears. Im always going to be behind you, watching your steps, waiting for your fall, and then... im not going to fail.
You encourage me, because now i know that no matter what you try to do, im always going to stand up again, because im not the villain, you are. Even now, the moon breaks the clouds to light me, even in the deppest darkness. Even at my death. My heart is no longer with me. my suffering is my breathe, my suffering is my brother in arms.
And i ran. - The scene ends fading the villain while he run into the river darkness, and the moon only shines the man's face-
I had read the script hundred times, and i cant play it... beacuse he failed and he is already dead.
martes, 30 de junio de 2009
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