Sometimes... my mind drifts, carried softly into the haze of a distant memory.
But I am not a child cradled at my mother’s breast.
I am adrift—suspended in glass—
while silent men gaze upon me with wonder.
If these are not my memories...
then whose dreams and memories am I living?
https://open.spotify.com/track/5mtn7y4mfApt5gM02PRWVz?si=c3227479984343f1
God… if He exists, turned His back on me a long time ago. Or maybe He was never there at all. Maybe I'm just the echo of a broken will, the son of a cursed fate, written before I could even walk. I've searched for meaning in a woman’s arms, in the smoke of a gun, in the roar of the road… and all I found was emptiness dressed up as purpose. The future isn’t a promise — it’s a sentence. And if there’s a divine plan for me, then God is a cruel poet… and I’m His favorite tragedy.
Midnight Memories.
God… if He exists, turned His back on me a long time ago. Or maybe He was never there at all. Maybe I'm just the echo of a broken will, the son of a cursed fate, written before I could even walk. I've searched for meaning in a woman’s arms, in the smoke of a gun, in the roar of the road… and all I found was emptiness dressed up as purpose. The future isn’t a promise — it’s a sentence. And if there’s a divine plan for me, then God is a cruel poet… and I’m His favorite tragedy.
Even if I can't walk that road again in my fading memories,
All those memories from that time that I can't erase from my heart,
Where your love passes,
Only my sad loneliness that I am left alone
Even if that time can't come back,
Only the memories of the past
Only the memories I look back on alone
Only the beautiful love
Only the love that can't come back
薄暗くなる最後の思い出の中の道
もう歩くことができなくても
この私の胸に消してしまうことができない
それからそのすべての記憶
君の愛が通り過ぎる席には
一人の私の悲しい孤独だけ
あの時がまた来ないわけでも
過ぎた思い出だけは永遠に
戻りきれない恋に
一人で振り返った思い出は
ただ美しい愛だけ
戻りきれない恋に
Even if I can't walk that road again in my fading memories,
All those memories from that time that I can't erase from my heart,
Where your love passes,
Only my sad loneliness that I am left alone
Even if that time can't come back,
Only the memories of the past
Only the memories I look back on alone
Only the beautiful love
Only the love that can't come back
https://open.spotify.com/track/190K3zR3nkKQzmOtEQTB37?si=f2b8ef216b9e4edd
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The dead don’t leave — they just change form. They stay in the roar of the bikes, the smoke of our cigarettes, and the eyes we can’t look into. They judge us in silence, follow every choice we make, no matter how much we try to forget. Sometimes I think they understand more than the living… ’cause they’ve already paid their price. We’re the ones still here, stuck between guilt and redemption, searching for meaning in a world that lost it a long time ago.
Jax Memories:
The dead don’t leave — they just change form. They stay in the roar of the bikes, the smoke of our cigarettes, and the eyes we can’t look into. They judge us in silence, follow every choice we make, no matter how much we try to forget. Sometimes I think they understand more than the living… ’cause they’ve already paid their price. We’re the ones still here, stuck between guilt and redemption, searching for meaning in a world that lost it a long time ago.
aunque ya no tuviera niños que cuidar cada noche cantaba una nana a la luna pues ya no podia dormir sin pensar en sus niños
-Days seem sometimes as if they'll never end
Sun digs its heels to taunt you
But after sunlit days, one thing stays the same
Rises the moon
Days fade into a watercolour blur
Memories swim and haunt you
But look into the lake, shimmering like smoke
Rises the moon-
se sentaba abrasandose las rodillas viendo la luna desde el balcon cantando aun sabiendo que no habia quien lo escuchara
aunque ya no tuviera niños que cuidar cada noche cantaba una nana a la luna pues ya no podia dormir sin pensar en sus niños
-Days seem sometimes as if they'll never end
Sun digs its heels to taunt you
But after sunlit days, one thing stays the same
Rises the moon
Days fade into a watercolour blur
Memories swim and haunt you
But look into the lake, shimmering like smoke
Rises the moon-
se sentaba abrasandose las rodillas viendo la luna desde el balcon cantando aun sabiendo que no habia quien lo escuchara
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Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heaven's safe keep
Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
Silent black, the dawn, and time tells its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives
Look within the dark as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you...
Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heaven's safe keep
Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
Silent black, the dawn, and time tells its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives
Look within the dark as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you...
We don’t choose the easy path, but that doesn’t mean we can’t find some redemption in the chaos. Family is the only thing that really matters, even if it destroys us from the inside.
"Blood is blood".
Memories:
We don’t choose the easy path, but that doesn’t mean we can’t find some redemption in the chaos. Family is the only thing that really matters, even if it destroys us from the inside.
"Blood is blood".
— What could be my final form
Stay your pretty eyes on course
Keep the memories of who I was before
So stay with me because
My body's on the line now
I can't fight this time now
I can feel the light shine on my face
Did I disappoint you?
Will they still let me over
If I cross the line?—
— What could be my final form
Stay your pretty eyes on course
Keep the memories of who I was before
So stay with me because
My body's on the line now
I can't fight this time now
I can feel the light shine on my face
Did I disappoint you?
Will they still let me over
If I cross the line?🎶—
— …Take a seat
But I'd rather you not be here for
What could be my final form
Stay your pretty eyes on course
Keep the memories of who I was before
So stay with me because
My body's on the line now
I can't fight this time now…—
— …Take a seat
But I'd rather you not be here for
What could be my final form
Stay your pretty eyes on course
Keep the memories of who I was before
So stay with me because
My body's on the line now
I can't fight this time now…🎶—
