an open letter

this is an open letter to the hipocrites in my family i love so much. you guys ask for him so much but never write to em. you have the address. you have the means of getting it if you dont. dont ask me how hes doing if you dont care to check for yourself. i love you guys but sometimes shit like this makes me think if you love me .... what if i was in my brothers shoes. how would i feel. im not saying everybody is guilty but those who are ....why ask? ... why ... is it a facade you must continue... ive gone along with it ...but one day its gonna hurt to say something... so these words are just that, me saying dont ask if you dont care.

count down begins

halloween, thanksgiving, then christmas.................... gifts, gifts and more gifts. im so looking foward to the holidays.

shits crazy

yet another hurricane on its way. another after all the distruction its predustructors have caused. first a tsunami then this and also earthquakes in the middle east and persia. shit... times are getting scarier and scarier...we all need, vicodin, percocets, and oxy cotton to dull the mind. whiskey rum and beer to braven up the soul. is that why these products are available? to distract us from whats really happening... i dont know im as numb as you are..........

otraves en espanol

porque me dejaste, porque me olvidaste, porque me paraste de querer? porque cuando me ensenaste el camino me lo quitaste? yo se que estoy solo, pero no sabia que la soledad me haria sufrir tanto. no tengo a donde ir ni donde dormir. o sea en la forma espiritual. soy una alma duende. pinche sufrimiento no es nada cuando veo el sufrimiento de otros.... pero solamente se agriegua a mi pecho.

misdirected+

i lost my connection to you but am slowly finding it. it was so hard to be away but i know you never left. you showed me the way and i know lifes a test. even though i dont agree with everything, it must have a reason. its so hard to talk to you cause we havent talked in so long. why is it that i am in hell? why is it that my life is all fucked up? if everybody has a specific task in life, even dying to show someone else something....what kind of fucked up life is that...now i know why i lost my way ...the ougliness broke me down. they say to keep faith ...but what if i never had it ... i know im alone in this world everything else is an illusion... pack up and make myself stronger. getting ready for the battle of life. been a war since day one.

mi amor platanico

tu eres mi universo, meda tristesa que nomas te veo en una nube. cuando se desaperece la nube tu te vas con ella. me ases sentir calmado y enamorado, de lavida. se desaperecen mis problemas y mi dolor. una vida tan amarga sin tu amor.

metallica-one

mi vida ....
I can't remember anything Can't tell if this is true or dream Deep down inside I feel the scream This terrible silence stops in me Now that the war is through with me I'm waking up, I cannot see That there is not much left of me Nothing is real but pain now Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God, wake me Back in the womb it's much too real In pumps life that I must feel But can't look forward to reveal Look to the time when I'll live Fed through the tube that sticks in me Just like a wartime novelty Tied to machines that make me be Cut this life off from me Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God, wake me Now the world is gone I'm just one Oh God, help me hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God, help me Darkness Imprisoning me All that I see Absolute horror I cannot live I cannot die Trapped in myself Body my holding cell Landmine Has taken my sight Taken my speech Taken my hearing Taken my arms Taken my legs Taken my soul Left me with life in hell