A PIECE OF YOUR LIFE

They were everywhere. People. Had he lost mind, he asked himself. Things had changed, times had become shorter, attention spans didn't exist anymore and life had become, well, somewhat dry. Pretty dry actually. He remembered what it was like to be a kid again. Summers that seemed to last a lifetime, days that never wanted to end. "He must have REALLY lost is mind......" The voice in his head had grown louder.  The sadness and disappointment with life he had always dragged along with himself like that special box your mom never wanted you to discover, had finally overthrown him. He shuffled his way through the hot streets of his semi-decaying city and watched the laughing, playing children, chatty mothers and proud fathers as if he had been separated from them by an invisible wall. As if they were in a slow motion world where happiness was somehow attainable. Flashback. He knew this feeling far too well. Being disconnected and cold inside made you feel strong, but somehow, it also killed everything you could ever feel. He wondered if he could feel, if he was able to feel. Anything but this fucking cold, or this fucking pain. Somehow it all was the same anyway. A sticky melting-pot of fucked up non-emotions waiting to follow him until the day he died, or so he thought...

And I feel like I'm being erased................................... No one got left here

"No One" by COLD

Well I can't ever really believe
No one was sent to get me
And I feel like I'm being erased
No one got left here

I'm all alone
No one was sent to get me
I'm all alone
No one got left here

But I'm fine
No one got left here
Well I'm fine
No one got left here

I can't even breathe when I see
The pictures sent without you
I feel like i've been erased
No one got left here

I'm all alone
No one was sent to get me
I'm all alone
No one got left here

But I'm fine
No one got left here
Well I'm fine
No one got left here

But I'm fine
No one got left here
Well I'm fine
No one got left

I'm so sick of this terrible instinct
It's so hard now
Just to find you
I'm so sick of this terrible instinct
It's so hard now
Just to find you

So sick of the terrible instinct
I can only find you
So sick of the terrible instinct
I can only find you

But I'm fine
No one got left here
Well I'm fine
No one got left here

But I'm fine
No one got left here
Well I'm fine
Nobody got left

All alone............

The art of feeling sorry
with no one on the line
the art of feeling angry
with no one left to fight

There's nobody outthere
you'd like to think
dusted-off security
pre-programmed demise

The weak they love the sun
soaking up everyone
the weak they love the downfall, crying all the same
as their world goes down


No grip as always
chokening anger and purity
you're far away you could be everything
you're far away you could be everything
let me run away

copyright by Soraya M Garca 4/29/2013

ROADS

They don't know what to say
switching perspectives again
I don't wanna do what they do
I don't don't wanna believe what they think

30 roads with 100 outcomes
rose petals or kitchen knives
it's not as bad as it sounds they say

you drift into another direction
while I'm finding mine
you're becoming what I feared you'd be 
unidentified by most of them

in the end it all sounds stupid
tunnelvision sight sets in
the fear of becoming nothing and everything
all at once hits me

 copyright by Soraya M Garcia 3/23/2013

LA love....................

I haven't been to CALI or L.A: yet....but when I do..............I hope it will sound and feel like this:

http://www.arjanwrites.com/arjanwrites/2009/04/free-download-young-love-black-boots.html

invisible chains

Detectable dreams, violent screams
no one was there and nobody will be
you make me feel better
you make me feel better

A wall to the ignorance
you copy and paste
the loudness of silence 
in dangerous ways

you make me feel better
you make me feel better

There's nothing to complain about
invisible chains
the best of the best , how can you complain?
when you know that it's meaningless
when you know that it's meaningless

Disgusted by their apathy
bored with your anatomy
no one was there and nobody will be

you make me feel better
you make me feel better

copyright Soraya M Garcia  12/13/12

 PHOTOGRAPH

Numb and idiolized
too easy to be overheard
lost touch with dreams and yearning screams
and ran into the dark

not living just surving
betrayed in ways they couldn't see
making the clock run faster
faster than they could ever see

The urge of the nothing
 they all fall into
is tearing up the best of them
every single day
Time-outs and no soul
reading the nights and wasting the days
"A part of me is gone", she said
a part of me is gone