Quick note of update.

Dear dead body of mines,

how i'm adresssing u these days should

not surprised u at all, since all u've been doing

lately is pass out in front of my dreams.

I was told by one of the muscles of my

mind called cerebrum, that I must

express you how I truly feel and

how the things i am dealing with

constantly bother the who i am,

and the who i am

trying to be.

First of all;

DISSAPOINTMENT

is getting the ultimate energy

out of me. From people

leaving me behind, to others

stepping on me. is it alright? no.

then why do i allow it? because i'm weak.

Along with dissapointment, comes the school work,

of which i thought i was ready yet things such as "clubs & sports"

keep popping up and setting me apart from my most wanted

dream: college.

I am in a delta speed of finding my strenght

through the cracks of this broken muscle called heart.

but i am honestly finding myself more weak as the days pass

by and this weakness is making me cold as ever, from my fingers

to the way i proyect my interior and

of course it's overwhelming my black hole of which

i am more deepen in. Yes i need help. yet i need

no one because i do so much better, alone.

and my last concern...

that all my mental problems

show in my everyday life as

one simple action: eating. And

along with that habit; i no longer

find my inner HOPE for my unseen

yet miraculous God.

(how to save a life-The Fray)



Open wounds, open heart.

I saw you today,

in no time my heart stopped.
With no cautious, blood rushed
to the most infinite vein inside of me.
And the lyrics of that song keep coming
back to my mind. "we had magic"

I've been forbidden to think of you, for the sake
of my soul, for the sake of my heart. Yet I saw you
today and all boundaries trembled. I hate to think that
such weak & ignorant self as you could do so much to me.


I can have you fall to the ground if I wanted to, because I MADE YOU.
-or at least who you used to be-.
You elicited all your answers and targeted them to destroy
me, to destroy US.

how does it feel, to circumvent for an already given answer?
I wonder if you ever see yourself as what you have become:
a transparent copy of everything you promised you'd never be.
And because of that, you failed to me, to your dreams,
to your hopes, but most importantly you failed..
to YOURSELF.

Now, this feeling of revulsion and desire for you, hunts my nights.
My reasonings find it so abstruse, how can a person you loved
so much hurt you this way? and a part of me answers: "how
could you be SO stupid to NOT think he could?"

These wounds of mines, I hold you accountable for and
your actions will forever remain inconceivable to me.
And if anyone is to blame for not trying,
and if anyone is to blame of why I no longer love as fully as I used to;
I suggest you to look in the mirror. There you'll find that
onerous answer that inconceivably you avoid, my love.

Neither nine years nor 11 years will be enough to forget about Nine-Eleven

Nine years ago an exigency occurred.

Thousands of lives were lost in a tragedy of
great aspersion. Maybe it was our default,
since Protection is what we are known for,
but all this rebuke caused has left us with
stymied memories.

Is so hard to believe the brevity
in which World Trace Center was
destroyed: 15 seconds as I remembered
and 2,752 lost souls, that's including those
who died after words due to the
exposure of excesive dust but excluding
those 183 who died in The Pentagon &
44 who died in Flight 93.

Nine eleven since then, has turned
into an onerous moment of which
for some of us; It's a moment that
constantly rewinds in our memories.
Lost families, friends, people that
we will never get to meet and those
three question that will forever stay
still.

Why kill?
Who could?
How is it possible?

In these questions we expect
to find peace for our loss,
but would this really bring us back
our loved ones?
The tenet of Love is to honor those
who have died unfairly. So let us proudly
keep their memories extant. Stand up for
Love. Shout from here to the sky that they
shall now rest in peace knowing that they will
For Ever Be Alive.