| I just use it to check other peoples sites. I may occasionally leave a comment here and there, but I may no longer make any more entries. It's not a 100% guarantee, but there is a 99.999999999999999...99% chance that I may never make another entry after this one. So...this is farewell. This is Horacio Martinez signing off. ;) |
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| I feel like I'm falling faster everday.
The butterflies in my stomach turn into hurricanes.
It has nothing to do with the fact that the skies are gray.
It's has do to with the way you look at me.
Which is not at all.
Past romances became passing glances.
And I have run out of second chances.
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| Her presence was felt.
As a matter of fact, it was heartfelt.
Too bad it didn't last that long.
Too bad I didn't hold on strong.
Push the mute button. Im tired of listening to the same old song.
The one were the poet is pouring out his heart wondering what went wrong.
Lines and rhyme that discuss the times with the divine.
It's all pointless.
Talk is cheap.
What's the point if the promise you make is one you can't keep. |
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| {Faking A Smile For Nothing More Than A Question Mark}With every moment
With every second that passes
I am quietly dying.
I try to convince myself
that I am okay
but I know that I am lying.
I just want you to know
that I put on a front
I put on a facade.
I'm part of a masquerade.
Because I don't want you to hear
my heartbeat
slowly fade.
I try to play the part
of the simple apathetic.
But my attempt
is oh so pathetic.
Another line
Another rhyme.
Another chance to be poetic.
But in truth
I know this
I will never hold close
The one true aesthetic. |
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| A heavy heart.
Why do I feel like this?
Why is there sorrow?
Where is the bliss?
Am I oblivious?
Is there something I missed?
I am at an all time low.
Somebody pick me up! |
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