Standing in the middle of the dark

No hace mucho tiempo escribí esto...
simplementem fue para una tarea de inglés, pero... me gustó como quedó
es de mi vida personal, are my feelings in words...

Standing in the middle of the dark

Alone,
Surrounded by darkness
A dreamer converted in actress
In a fatidic pantomime, in the circus of blindness
In the cemetery of smiles, in the light of the brightless

But nothing she does...
but nothing she breaths
even, nothing she weeps
seems to matter

Why are all the roses gone?
She used to be the queen of your silence
Not the muse of your words,
not the slave of your cadence

Far, far away
he doesn’t seems to care
cold, cold, cold
just like the snow...
where has the love gone?

Would you fall for her again?
would you come back...
would you stay in the rain,
would you forget all the hate?

Sighs, only sighs in her soul today
in her mind, everything seems to decay
and the rest is silence?
promises where in the air...
and are gone, just as welfare

Music accompanying loneliness
Notes flows with the systole of heart
Who said crying is not for art?
Who said that heart can’t fall apart?

Close her eyes
close her eyes and imagine...
close her eyes and take the road to heaven
just want to hear all his lies
just want to hear his disguise
but... far away, tears and sighs
are only sight
but far away, time goes on
and here, only fake smiles are drawn


Camila Pantoja