I want to taste dirty, stinging pistol 
In my mouth, on my tongue 
I want you to scrape me from the walls 
And go crazy like you've made me 

You, you are so special 
You have the talent to make me feel like dirt 
And you, you use your talent to dig me under 
And cover me with dirt 

You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you

You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you

Help me! I broke apart my insides
Help me! I’ve got no soul to sell
Help me! The only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself

I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god

You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything

Help me tear down my reason
Help me! Its' your sex I can smell
Help me! You make me perfect
Help me become somebody else

It was all just a lie, you were so good at leaving your mark and running away. I no longer admire you, the way you burned them all alive, the fire in your eyes!

So solitary 
You have been 
Your time starts to fade 
Distorted sky 
And you find me 
Revolve inside 
My blood is yours too 
That's what you say 
It couldn't be further from the truth
I find 
The soul in medication 
All my loving has turned and washed away 

You took my mind's eye 
You bring it wherever you go 
How could you take away
The burning I had 
My rage 
Static 
The closing line 
Whatever you say 
It's my heart you leech 
You crushed the edge of symmetry 

Insignificant 
You are still 
But my words in your mouth 
Lingering 
Spilling over 

Revolve inside 
My blood is yours too 
That's what you say 
It couldn't be further from the truth 

I see 
You don't want liberation 
You keep belonging to what's not even here 

You took my mind's eye 
You bring it wherever you go 
How could you take away 
The burning I had 
My rage 
Static 
The closing line 
Whatever you say 
It's my heart you leech 
You crushed the edge of symmetry

"Escúchame, no me gusta sermonear pero te daré un consejo que te servirá para siempre. En la vida te encontrarás a muchos gilipollas. Si te hacen daño, piensa que es su estupidez lo que les impulsa a hacerte daño; así, no responderás a su maldad. Porque no hay nada peor en el mundo que la amargura y la venganza."

Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end

I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don't know, I don't know what else I can do!

¿Que si me duele? Un poco; te confieso

que me heriste a traición; mas por fortuna,
tras el rapto de ira vino una
dulce resignación.... Pasó el exceso.

¿Sufrir? ¿Llorar? ¿Morir? ¿Quién piensa en eso?
El amor es un huésped que importuna;
mírame como estoy, ya sin ninguna
tristeza que decirte. Dame un beso.

Fragmento de 'La Herida'

Luis Gonzaga Urbina