A Visual Manifestation of Random States. @visualrandommanifesto - Tumblr Blog

Try to hold ur brain 1 day.

The feeling is a stranger is it time to open up There's no such thing in our place as enough is enough You call the stuff I keep inside for something close to hate I tell you that it's not that, that it's just something that I ate I keep this shit still going cause I keep seeing your face While I should lock myself inside for things to be kept sane

When I'm sleeping in the softest hard is taking place

The rock that rolled down from the hill has taken space inside I try to act as if it's gone but the fact is hard to hide You tried to get inside of me like you do all the time But as the rock is growing things will never be just fine You touch it on the surface, it's reacting to your hand A kind of symbiosis I will never understand You got that magnetism with you, is it in you glance Or something that you brought back with you from the foreign land?

When I'm sleeping in the softest hard is taking place

Feel the rush,

the pressure, heating inside

pushing my mind

when this hell gonna stop?

can't deal with it no more

being naked, feeling raw

my skin aches

it's been torn in lines

I no longer can reclaim this shelter

it doesn't belong to me

is this me? has it ever been?

-Me-.

I feel detouched, all the voices are so loud

and my pressure has gone down

twisting my mind

all the distance is now so clear

I wanted to come here

there's no goal, no target, no destination

the chronic journey

I've gone through much darker lands

the sheets, the stains

are they mine?

they remind me

I only have myself.

“ANSIEDAD”

Mientras el tiempo avanza el mal hincha su panza Se llena de nosotros que siempre fuimos tontos

Es tradición humana envenenar la copa que luego nos tomamos Siempre estamos brindando

Y espero pronto ya un final... Espero pronto ya el final para esta civilización Sientan todos y no es una orden es más como un ruego Sientan todos y ya no más luchas, ¿No ven todo el fuego?

Siempre digo lo mismo y es que este abismo No tiene fin ni tiene bordes

Todos somos tan mediocres.