The high today
last drop the cup of despair,
eyes that look through the glass
that separates me from you.
bust into pieces, knowing that your life
,
left me laugh that I will not hear
hugs that I can not feel.
A
underwent throat knot move without issuing a death
that never ceases to amaze
obsession,
was a result of his devotion.
bust into pieces
knowing that your life, left me
laughs that I will not hear
I can not
hugs Feel like I feel for you.
"Ode to a friend
Bloodline together my thoughts,
sorrowful words together in a lament.
Looking shaken overcome by pain
another friend lost, another empty space.
How long is the road now that you're not,
that life is simple when he died.
I remember your stories before sleep,
and when I close my eyes, I begin to mourn.
I thought you understood, that of death,
now I have fear and not want to go.
I ask for help to anyone who can help me
get me out of this world, of all this cruelty. Sergio
Castillero
"The day I die"
The day I die,
not cry for my absence
because nothing can be changed
and death, is our final destination.
And if you cry,
weep for what I did,
so I never said,
so I'll never feel.
That death
I will seek an ally
and devour me,
the greatness or meanness of eternity.
And think,
that death does not mean defeat.
For true death comes,
when nobody remembers you.
Sergio Castillero
Dedicated to all those people that I have been on the road. I carry in my heart ...
