viernes, 18 de enero de 2008

Last Hope Motel: Devourer

The blood dries in my mouth while the tiny scraps of flesh lie scattered on the blankets. As I look away the sunlight slowly leaves the room through the window throwing me into this darkness, a darkness only lit by the neon sign outside... Tomorrow there won't be a beautiful dawn to stare at, the same way as there won't be someone to share this cold and cloudy night.

It was supposed to be perfect, I know. After you helped me run away from my home there was nothing that could get between us... except ourselves.
I shouldn't have left you, but I panicked. I'm aware I'm just a stupid little girl for running away... I feel so miserable for hurting you...

...I take another bite ripping off a little more skin...

I think of you often. I want to see you again, to hold you... my fingers dial your number with a will of their own, but I can't bring myself to talk to you 'cause I know you're never coming back with me; not since I left in the middle of the night, scared of committing to you...

Now I have nowhere to go; I have no family and no lover; there's no one to look after me. This anxiety's driving me mad... The only thing I do is sit on this corner and eat my fingernails, desperately... what am I saying? I ate my fingernails already... so I've began to tear the flesh off my fingers... if only the pain and the taste of blood in my mouth could cast away this emptiness I'm feeling...

...In this motel days go by one after another monotonously... and I can't sleep with you still living inside of me...

9 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...

Me gusta, por ahora es mi favorito. Y eso de ir entre las cosas que hace y las que piensa, a mordiscos, me parece que recrea un estado de ánimo, y si, muestra una forma de desesperanza. Da mas elementos visuales, y con eso, puntos de referencia.... mmm como más sustancia, por así decirlo.
Besos,

insantidad dijo...

hey qué buen comentario! me gusta mucho la forma en que describes lo que te transmite. realmente halaga que un estado de ánimo logre traducirse en palabras y lograr este tipo de impresiones en los lectores.

besos querida anónima!

Anónimo dijo...

Y se me olvido decirlo en el anterior comentario, me imaginaba que se estaba mordiendo los labios, no los dedos. ¿no adivinaste quien soy, adivinador?,
Por cierto, no sé como poner comentarios que no sean anónimos. besos, Mr

insantidad dijo...

mordiéndose los labios... por qué no se me ocurrió antes?

jajaja y ya te adiviné! demasiadas pistas!

Ricardo dijo...

Sigue la línea de "Memories". Que era lo que le estaba pasando a principio de año cuando escribió estos LHM? Taba triste papi?

Anónimo dijo...

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Anónimo dijo...

Good point, though sometimes it's hard to arrive to definite conclusions

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