Who I am

I'm now more lost than always, always being now and forever, now being surrendered to the last trivial substence of existence. Who am I, who are you... who am I.



That one day conversed a conflict painting my lips,

red, wine, rose, flesh,

love and trust passed away it's sips,



Vendrá el día en que te aparezcas como dimensión de la ilusión?

En pequeños sorbos de mi ayer apareciste para herir la yaga que dejaron las palabras.

Eres un reflejo, eres un milagro, eres una mentira, eres la razón. Cómo dejar de mencionar todo lo que eres si lo eres todo.



Congratulations for the steps that have not yet been taken, have not been mistaken... who am I?



Today, grant me the day tomorrow, and pass me back to this state.. and give me this moment again without a doubt. For who I am, i'll always be, carry myself around and grant me a wish, make the answer to the question barable, make me sensitive, forgetfull, patcience, lovable and true. Change the last collection of reactions, give me the experience I lack of to be that who I try so much to achieve as person.