El Diario de NetSeeker

There’s nothing better:
I see now: cloaking in the night’s shadows.
Seeing through all the flesh,
Smelling what everyone hides behind their heads.

Walking down the veins of the city,
It’s like bite soul pieces, forgotten and alone.
Going up and down in my mind…
I can only thing about that bare second.

Step by step, slow walking…
Seeing my hide face on every water-mirror,
I dunno what to do now that I make it all…
(Stay there it’s just loosing my time, laughing)

Hugged into myself,
(Obviously, I don’t hug anyone since long time ago)
I use to place the unique memento of her close.
A picture… pretended to be eternal…

Talking like howling,
Running like echoes from the past:
Now using to be alone, stealth and dark.
Silent eyes, faceless expressions.

There’s nothing better, I know,
Nowadays, since sun breaks black paintings…
I just keep a piece of you:
But you use to keep my heart, still pumping…

Like an specter from what I used to be long ago,
I have a complete formed life.
But the only thing that I enjoy now:
It’s remembering my smile reflected in your brown eyes.

There’s NOTHING better than that, I used to say.


--j.a.