quinta-feira, 28 de maio de 2015

Game over player

Vinita dear I believe it's time for you to sing
She wants cold revenge, no diamond ring
Have you ever felt so much hatred towards someone
  that you rather kill than die?
It's your time sucker, get ready to say goodbye!
He talks good, he talks fast
Let's see how long this sweet talk is gonna last
I'll never forget those words, you'll pay for that
Who told you that you could stab me in the back?
So shawty has a plan, crazy as hell
this won't end nicely, you know me too well
It's your last assault, can you hear the bell?
A long time ago it was my soul I chose to sell
You pulled my strings, pushed me around
But finally my feet are back on the ground
You can search for a heartbeat, you'll hear no sound
The insane bitch is back, the so long waited return
So now the flame is warmer, burn baby burn

I thought I was in love, Cupid fooled me again
Jumped off the cliff with no back up plan
You with your arms wide open, that's what I expected
What an amazing image of you that I projected
But I fell on my face, the usual deal
Because that made up prince was nowhere near real
I was one more big bad wolf's meal
you never cared about me or how I feel
Spitting bullets towards me, humiliation
And it grows bigger, an ugly frustration
I promised  that one day  
I would unleash hell towards your way
This was the remaining shred of a torn heart
I'm heartless nowadays and you played your part;
Now seeing you like that is pretty much a guaranteed smile
You're first on my black list, and it's a damn long file
So a round of applause, you are privileged son
saved the first bullet, cold steel gun
So how are we doing? Having fun?
Is it coming back to you? All that you've done?
Come closer, only to find out that you've missed your shot
And now Karma is here, whether you are ready or not!
Screws loose, bottoms up!
We are toasting to your kind of luck !

Vinita

( MKS)



quarta-feira, 27 de maio de 2015

Pick me up

It's dark, so dark in here
your reflexion is nothing but a smear
I'm alone, can't remember my way home
The crowd keeps screaming but I'm on my own
They scrambled my brain
I think I've gone insane


I might be blind, cannot see
You took the best of me
Is this all I can be?
The soul cracked, the heart shattered
Can't remind myself of what mattered

Wait! I think the world's wrong
Stop! I 've been marching for how long?
I need to rest my mind
So that I can find
All the answers that I left behind

Searching for each why
Drowning in each lie
Death's sweet lullaby
Can't find God, so I've built my own faith
Never trusted those crooked lines, I draw my fate
Do you think it's too late?
To undo every single mistake?

I've just killed a dream or two
I was bored didn't know what to do
I'm holding on, what about you?
Do you reckon that any of this was true?
Head against the solid wall
Pick me up, will ya? After I fall...

Jack ...

(MKS )



segunda-feira, 25 de maio de 2015

Insomnia Capitulo XIII

Acho que está a altura de avançarmos, embora o
 próximo quarto seja considerado bem pior que o do Jack.
Estamos agora à porta do quarto de paredes acolchoadas da Loony.
A demência ou insanidade se preferirem ocupam uma grande parte
da vida daquela menina, portanto um dos pedaços daquela alma
 é na verdade a loucura na sua forma mais pura.
Eu sei que isto se trata de um perigo e é exactamente por isso
 que ela está fechada naquele pequeno, seguro e dolorosamente
 branco quarto.
É claro que ela tem autorização para sair de vez em quando se for
 propriamente supervisionada.
Mais uma vez vos peço para não julgarem o livro pela capa, a Loony
 pode parecer inofensiva, mas houve algo que aprendi ao longo da
 vida não me meter com os malucos.
Ela usa aquele colete de forças desde sempre, e a solidão pode ser pior
 que estar amarrada.


Se te atreveres a olhar com atenção é fácil  perceber que não há sinal de luz nos seus olhos. 
Já não se encontra neste mundo, está em outra dimensão certamente. 
Como é que consegues planear a fuga perfeita sendo que estás preso na tua própria mente?
Revivendo dia após dia, noite após noite os teus negros segredos e dolorosos arrependimentos. Sem  conseguir avançar, presa a um confuso loop para todo o sempre. 
Portanto a única parte positiva é a sua imaginação fértil. Passa hora após hora fixando o tecto imaginado o sol, o céu e as estrelas que brilham lá no alto, tal qual uma promessa da qual nunca se esquecerá. 
  



                                                  " I'm staring at the sun 
                                                     'till I go blind 
                                                     I'm just talking nonsense 
                                                      nevermind 
                                                     Simply stretch your arms 
                                                      and feel the wind 
                                                     Can you hear it sing? 

                                                     A piece of advise 
                                                     A word to the so called wise 
                                                      the paranoia 
                                                     Will destroy ya! 
                                                     The walls keep talking 
                                                     your heart pretends 
                                                     not to listen... 

                                                     When it comes to this madness
                                                      to this ugly mess 
                                                     You ought to embrace it 
                                                      if there's nothing you can do
                                                      to change it... 
                                                     This room has seen my tears 
                                                      I believed that your love 
                                                      Would scare away my fears 
                                                      But that was just a pretty lie 
                                                      and eventually I kissed my 
                                                       sanity goodbye....
                                                      the crazies also have their lullaby"

 Continua....


Insomnia Chapter XIII

I think it's time for us to move on although the next room
being considered far more worse than Jack's tricky playroom.
We are now at the door of Loony's padded wall room.
Dementia or insanity, if you rather, is also a big part of that
girl's life , so one of the shreds of that same soul is actually pure
madness. I do know that this is pretty much a hazard and that's
exactly why she's kept inside that safe, and excruciatingly white
small room.
Of course she's allowed to come out from time to time if properly
supervized of course.
Once again I must warn you not to judge the book by it's cover,
Loony may seem harmless, but one thing that I surely learned through
life is do not mess with the crazy.
She has been wearing that straitjacket for as long as anyone can remember,
and the loneliness can be worse than being tied up.



If you dare yourself to look closely you can actually see that there's no blaze whatsoever in her eyes. 
She's gone, in another dimension probably. 
How can you work out the perfect escape plan once you're locked up in your own mind?
Reliving day after day , night after night your dark secrets and painful regrets . 
Unable to move on, stuck on a messed up loop forever and ever. 
So the only thing she actually has going for her is her fertile imagination. She spends hour after hour staring at that ceiling imagining the sun, the blue sky and the stars that keep shining bright, like a promise that she could never forget about. 

                                                  " I'm staring at the sun 
                                                     'till I go blind 
                                                     I'm just talking nonsense 
                                                      nevermind 
                                                     Simply stretch your arms 
                                                      and feel the wind 
                                                     Can you hear it sing? 

                                                     A piece of advise 
                                                     A word to the so called wise 
                                                      the paranoia 
                                                     Will destroy ya! 
                                                     The walls keep talking 
                                                     your heart pretends 
                                                     not to listen... 

                                                     When it comes to this madness
                                                      to this ugly mess 
                                                     You ought to embrace it 
                                                      if there's nothing you can do
                                                      to change it... 
                                                     This room has seen my tears 
                                                      I believed that your love 
                                                      Would scare away my fears 
                                                      But that was just a pretty lie 
                                                      and eventually I kissed my 
                                                       sanity goodbye....
                                                      the crazies also have their lullaby"