long nights to follow the long months

2005-07-05 11:23 a.m.

how unfortunate is the rise for its regrets, the sinking ship that saves itself will gasp at oxygen, plying lungs to cover up its indiscretions

don't speak, the whole world is listening to next moves and hollow stories, positioned for an action to renounce

and friendship, where have you gone in the midst of struggle, what comfort did you find that availed yourself of my needs

this is senseless, all this fighting when we both want the same thing, so we will be born again, breathing, and

how unfortunate is this rise for its regrets, the sinking ship

that saves itself will need a helping hand, will bare its teeth and struggle toward redemption.