Comecei a escrever no momento em que percebi que só pensar não mais me satisfazia.

Precisava transbordar todo aquele pensamento que só ao meu universo de idéias pertencia.

Hoje, escrevo por pura necessidade, por irresistível vício e por agradável teimosia.

Claudia Pinelli Rêgo Fernandes ®

quinta-feira, janeiro 07, 2010

Take me out tonight

Louise Brooks

So many people around me
People in the streets
People at work
People at home
People in my bed
People everywhere

So, why do I feel so alone?
Why this sensation inside of me?
A loneliness that never disappears
A solitude that looks like spears

An emptiness fills all spaces
Nothing seems everything
My body freezes in the heat
Clock is ticking out of beat

Empty like a vacuum
Alone as a hermit
Cold like an ice
Useless as an advice

Take me out tonight
Take me to another place
Where there is something new
something different of blue.

Claudia Fernandes

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