Thursday, August 30, 2012

Fernando Vicente

"The salt inside my body ruins
everyone I come close to,
My hands are barely holding up my head.
I am so tired of looking at my feet
all the secrets that I keep,
my heart is barely hanging by a thread."

1 comment:

  1. “But in the meantime all the life you have or ever will have is today, tonight, tomorrow, today, tonight, tomorrow, over and over again (I hope), ...”