Spoken Words: Hurts

Hurts

It is that heartbeat that tells you the meaningless meaning of life
It is that second orgasm that push you to need another pleasure in the flesh of your agony
It is that voice inside the lust of your soul that shout for more and less and more
Struggling down the railroad of painful shadows
Blooding like a stream of sickness lies and words without chastity or nostalgia
Remembering those times that never were true
times that only existed in your own heart full of emptiness
full of lonelies dragonflies painting in blue
And it hurts
Oh hell yes, how it hurts!
Hurts because the cold wind is raping the face of your flesh
Hurts because your womb is empty
how your hands, soul and legs are empty
Hurts because the horizon is so fucking far away
that you can't reach hope
as you can't reach the time to forgive and forget


Viento Serena
(Lala©2012)

 

Spoken Words: Simply Me

Simply me

And this is me
simply me
I am the woman who felt betrayed by my own shadow
who became a pitiful crack between the lines of a silent tango
I am a ladylike lady that when the saints go marching down 
I cry my soul out loud
and my voice was shut down
because hell wanted my body down 
This is me 
truly me
I am the one that sat in middle of the street waiting for something 
or I should say, anything?
or nothing, maybe?
I'm the one who stand still in front of her nostalgia 
pleasantly, mute, still, dead
trying to forgive the sins that are raping her forehead 
trying to fulfill the needs of my soul and the empty cave between my legs
trying to forget the pain that is pounding in the conscience of my flesh
This is me
only me
A woman that only wants to be free 

Viento Serena
(Lala©2012)