Su Propósito

Una sucia cara escondida bajo un desgastado manto dejaba visible tan solo un par de oscuros ojos en forma de avellana que contaba la historia mas triste posible, por siempre sellada en sus expresiones. Aquellos ojos distantes miraban a ningún lugar y a todos a la vez, alerta pero al mismo tiempo había un tanto de gran agotamiento en ellos. Ni el mismísimo sol de la tarde radiando con todo su esplendor y con todas sus fuerzas podían iluminar el corazón de aquel poseedor de aquellos ojos distantes y oscuros. Sabia que morir ya no era nada y que vivir era seguir haciendo lo mismo.
Los días se le volvían vacíos y el lo sabia, en lo mas profundo de su ser. Pero mientras tanto seguía aferrado a la creencia extremista de que ese era su único propósito.
Sus callosos dedos jugaban con un pequeño cuchillo y le daba vueltas mientras se destapaba la boca para fumar lo que tal vez seria para el su ultimo cigarrillo. Aún le quedaba un poco de sangre en la punta del día anterior.

. . .

La señal.

Era su única oportunidad. Un mal calculo, un simple error trivial y ya le llamaba la tumba. Una vez más, no podía hacerlo mal.

The I Am Sorry Letter

I never really made things right. I was too selfish to even look back and remember the others. Reallity is, I am here to say that I wanna erase that, and re-write the whole story. It's something difficult, long, exhausting, and somewhat melancholic. I am here to declare that I am determined to do it, but I can't do it without your help. I need your love, I need your tenderness, I need your patience, and I need your support. You have always being on my side, which caused on your heart war scars. Dare to take a few more? Cuz I know I won't do flawlessly right away, and so you can leave if that is your wish. I won't get mad, for I understand. I caused you a lot of trouble already. And I wish I could describe all the things I want to say, and how sorry I am for making you suffer, but words were never my natural talent. For that, too, I want to apologize. For I find that what I am saying is not enough to describe what I feel, and even if it were, it would be worthless for what's done it's done. I won't even try to justify myself, for I have no excuse. I won't argue, for there is nothing to argue about. I won't suffer, for you already suffered quite a lot. I won't say silliness, for I don't want to keep on being a fool. Here I bring to you my repentant heart, and my non-fancy-or-decorated-truth. Just the plain truth. Now, will you forgive me and help me write the future?

-Assef

And this is how we rock

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fMgfb_7G07I ~
Lyrics by me
Voice by Adribel
Guitar by Elias :D

Sooo it all started when I sent a poem of mine to Adribel and she suggested to make it into a song, and then...yeah, you know how it goes.