Mr. Seraphin

Mr. Seraphin
Give me a suit and a bank account...Il make dreams come true.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Stop The Noise

Began: Nov.2010
Completed: Mar.23rd 2011

Stop... Stop the noise throbbing in the back of my brain.

Stop the letters from coming together to say words I should have never said. Instead replace this noise with the voice of another. Because sometimes I regret the fact that I was pained. My heart was sprained... wait no it was maimed. I constantly felt cold rain. Poured my heart down the drain only to be stained with disappointment.

And this noise...still pains my brain. This noise echo through my mind with the words that I fear I can never say again for fear of tears.

All I want....is for it to stop. Because if it doesn't my brain will pop from the hot moments. The fire and desire I used to require. How I was inspired to be higher...and to dream. And it seems that in my dreams I still live in the fantasy moments of living on fake mile and seeing the fake smiles.

And yet even in my dreams I still scream because it was all... because of me. Supposedly I'm the reason it was never meant to be. Can you see....the noise? Can u see the memories of regret being thrown against my brain? Can you feel the blood rain of a heart that now cries and mourns the part of me that's died... on the inside. And his memory is being broken against my skull. The pictures are being burned in what once was a flame of something else.

Can you....stop the noise? Can you turn those letters into figments of my imagination?

Can you stop me from saying I loved you.


-Moises Seraphin

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