By Daniel Montero in : 4aMuse // May 31 2010

Obvious...
Everything that starts has an end, that’s very obvious for those who think hard enough…For me it’s very difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and downed after throwing you the obvious, here I might be expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded but when I look right through, I see you naked but oblivious, and I’m down among a million, you just don’t see me at all… I see through it all and I see you too, almost in my reflection as a walk over the rain… But oh well, for you, apparently nothing at all.
I feel like I’m lying to myself again, and I think that’s very normal… After all I know myself and well, I’m such a suicidal imbecile… But I understand somehow, you see, I’m far beyond a visible sign of your awakening and I would be failing miserably to find a way to comfort you, I’m still trying to figure the why out of that one. But it seems that I can’t think about it or put it on the fault line!
What I will I am… Wise words, hope you get what I mean… Lying all alone and restless, unable to lose this image and once again I’m sleepless, unable to focus on anything but you. Tell me what’ll it take to get it through to you precious?! You see, I can’t get over this.
And someone please tell me, why would I want to throw myself away like this, I’m trapped inside a mess so big I doubt I could work myself out of this, and I don’t want to watch myself while I disconnect and self-destruct one bullet at a time, I just want you to understand that it is your fault that I’ve come to this, what’s your rush now? I know that everyone will have his day to die, why would you want to make it shorter for me?…
I’ve told you the same things so many times, the same message hidden behind the same words; tell me, if I changed the signs, would you even take notice? Is this all you are meant to be? I know that you look at me, you see the picture perfect, I’m always so numb and even narcissistic if pointed out correctly, all for craving fame, but still in decadence… I guess they were right about me…
Is what I’ve done to you unforgivable? I get the message, emptiness it’s all that’s left for me this time… Is what I meant to you that forgettable? Better than me of course, better than everything and I’ve done for you because now you can finally sleep… I don’t have to ask, you don’t miss me at all.
The worst part is, you made it so obvious when you slowly walked away, no looking back and with your head standing tall, there was no doubt for me that I’d live with the loneliness, but I want you to know that I’ll never forget the fact that, I was never your best bet.
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