I've seen the horizon, which is home to my fears and my fear of getting lost again. I have seen at the sun, but even with its light I found the way to my home, I think that even I have one ... much time away from my life, so long wanting to leave here, there, again, to escape, I have not even had a home.
I have lived in the shadows, waiting in utter solitude my anger and my hatred away from those who do not deserve to suffer, hiding my emotions, killing my feelings as a human dying, giving way to the devil, I saw the fire rising in unison with my thirst for blood.
I returned to the light, waiting to get lost in love, hoping to swing my hands through your hair, waiting again kiss your beautiful lips, waiting to feel the end of our days with you.
I ate the sweet treat for your lips, inhaled the sweet fragrance of your being, I tried it and travel with my kisses your skin, I found the hidden corners of your being and I walked with my fingers on the path of your abdomen .
I stolen the wishes of men have given them hope and I have taken, I have stolen her dreams, her expectations and left in poverty to feel above them all ... And yet
I'm still here, watching the horizon, coming and going from light to shadow, conversely, hurting, seeing how hurt and help heal the wounds that time leaves us and the scar is difficult to erase.
I do not know where I lead this life, do not know what the horizon will visit first, if you know the sunshine I can to see what I am before you get in the eye and tell you what you are, just know that between most think they left the cage that imprisons us to explore the world without limitation, the larger it becomes the captive, we are bound to fight for a freedom unattainable.
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