O horizonte

Hoje vi o horizonte se perder a minha frente...
Os caminhos ficaram cruzados
O vento levantou a poeira, antes escondida
Existem muitas coisas que jamais poderei apagar
chorei sozinha
gritei sozinha
Ninguém me ouviu...
Corri para o lado oposto a saída...
Me embreenhei na mata
Não achei mais a luz do pôr do sol
E mesmo assim sei que ele n dessapareceu...
Talvez o livro do amor seja tão longo e tão chato que não se vende em livrarias

Pq então me sinto tão sozinha?

A dor do grito contido na minha furia
A ampuleta contunua contando o tempo...
Não me encontro mais
Estou cansada de estar aqui...
Meus medos ainda são tão infantis...
Minhas feridas não cicatrizam...
Lá vem a chuva de novo ...caindo das estrelas...
...Garotas grandes não choram...

My immortal

Ben Moody e Amy Lee

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all of my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
Because your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
And i've held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
But now i'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
And i've held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
When you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
And i've held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me



Muitas vezes é preciso se desfazer dos por menores,
Entender o todo
Ter sanidade e santidade pra compreeender
O tempo é o senhor da razão
As lágrimas
de sangue
suor
dor
nem sempre são o fim dos dias...