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"Cold Reality" by Frank Duna
I want to wash this dirty reality
that accumulates and torments me,
to live life without a place
beyond this barrier,
to fly in the bubble that unravels in the end.
I want to tell my anxiety
not to insist on the storm,
to mock consciousness,
that it doesn't let go of me, that it doesn't leave me.
Cold reality, give a smile to the wound,
the word granted
of the unpredictable in the days.
Cold and dirty reality
that I often lull with a sad sob.
"Fría Realidad" por Frank Duna
Quiero lavar esta sucia realidad
que se acumula y me atormenta,
vivir la vida sin lugar
mas allá de esta barrera,
Volar en la burbuja que se desordena al final.
Quiero decir a mi ansiedad
que no insista en la tormenta
burlar conciencia,
que no me suelta, que no me deja.
Fría realidad, dad la sonrisa a la herida
la palabra concedida
de lo imprevisible en los días.
Fría y sucia realidad
que con sollozo triste suelo arrullar.
https://soundcloud.com/frankduna/fria-realidad?si=62a07dc67439453bbeb35696e305ddc8&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
#poetry #music #pleb #plebchain #sadness
I want to wash this dirty reality
that accumulates and torments me,
to live life without a place
beyond this barrier,
to fly in the bubble that unravels in the end.
I want to tell my anxiety
not to insist on the storm,
to mock consciousness,
that it doesn't let go of me, that it doesn't leave me.
Cold reality, give a smile to the wound,
the word granted
of the unpredictable in the days.
Cold and dirty reality
that I often lull with a sad sob.
"Fría Realidad" por Frank Duna
Quiero lavar esta sucia realidad
que se acumula y me atormenta,
vivir la vida sin lugar
mas allá de esta barrera,
Volar en la burbuja que se desordena al final.
Quiero decir a mi ansiedad
que no insista en la tormenta
burlar conciencia,
que no me suelta, que no me deja.
Fría realidad, dad la sonrisa a la herida
la palabra concedida
de lo imprevisible en los días.
Fría y sucia realidad
que con sollozo triste suelo arrullar.
https://soundcloud.com/frankduna/fria-realidad?si=62a07dc67439453bbeb35696e305ddc8&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
#poetry #music #pleb #plebchain #sadness