You never understoodthat I could’vethat I would’vethat I should’ve. But I couldn’t.‘Cause you wouldn’t,you couldn’t, or didn’t. And then I didn’t knowwhether I could,should or needed to.Whether I shouldn’t,whether I mustn’t. But why should I care?There is no love,just prove of love. And now,I’m letting go.Giving to the seathe power to erasewhat didn’t grow,what caused…
Author: Lo.cura
Gateway to another wild heart.
But why?
Why? You ask.Because, I reply.If you know.Since I know. And yet…Yet.You don’t know, says you.I don’t, I second.So? It’s all the same.Maybe you should…Maybe not. There are no arguments.But those are the strongest ones.There are good reasons to do the same. As it was, so it shall be.But change is always a better option.Yes. For…
The warrior’s ghost
To breathe and not to think, about all those paths that we are not to step on, about the monsters that do not come during the day, but watch us from the dark and bring the nightmares we can’t fight. Not to jump to that pit that falls to our feet, nor to desperate at…
It ain’t life
It ain’t love,it ain’t life:that which doesnot changeyou,that which doesnot breakyou,that which doesnot challengeyou. It ain’t love,it ain’t life:if it doesnot erase,the facesfrom your mind,the wants and the donts,if it doesnot crashthe dreams and goalsthe future and the past. If it doesnot turneverythingupside down. It ain’t love,it ain’t life,it ain’t a mystery,and it ain’t worth…
Warm feathers of hope
My Mom once told me a story about the real angels that came to save us. They didn’t have wings. They didn’t all sing with sweet voices. They didn’t stay forever by our side. They weren’t always beautiful and graceful. They didn’t have amazing lives. She told me that angels were as imperfect as I…
Untouched
I wanted to remain untouched for so long,I wanted to be unique and different,in ways that cannot be understood. But my curiosity grew so muchthroughout the time I spenttrying to be apartfrom it all,that when I found you,I let you come inand deepinto me. And you destroyed my projectfrom the very core.And a new one…
The Beauty of Words
We are all together in our aloneness. Sometimes, in our desperate need to feel connected, words are the hand that opens the window of the other to their self. Words are powerful. Words save and destroy, heal and hurt. Words give and take. Words make up our worlds. Words touch souls, arouse the mind, set…