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Lyrica Wolf

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Spain
Spain
A tragic bitter-sweet story.
September 5, 2019
 

Viviendo se aprende mejor

LIMITS EXIST ONLY IN THE MIND
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August 31, 2019
 

You must leave some monsters behind; Let them consume themselves in their own solitude.

ISHAAN ADITYA
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August 31, 2019
 

A algunos monstruos hay que abandonarlos y dejar que se consuman en su propia soledad

DARK NIGHT
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August 23, 2019
 

Un momento delicioso como tú es TAN pequeño comparado con la vida entera...

-K.O.

NAVIGATION
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August 11, 2019
 

When you decide to give up on feedimg other people's desires, you  become your true self, the light of your escense shines brighter and the Universe of possibilities that is your future expands.

T.A.W.

WHITE CLOCK
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December 31, 2015
 

There was a time she hated life because she didn't know everything about it.
Now that she knows,
now thet she's smarter,
now that she's learned,
she realises that she was better off then.

Lyrica Wolf.

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FOREST PATH
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December 31, 2015
 

Dear Future Me,
I'm scared, you know?
You know how brave I can be.
I'm not scared of spiders.
I'm not scared of people's judgement.
I'm not scared of those monsters that live under my bed.
I'm not even scared of those that live inside my head.
When I was a kid,
I used to be afraid of bullies.
I used to be afraid of insults.
I used to be afraid of my mother's opinion.
Now, I'm not afraid of any of that.
Dear Future Me,
I'm scared  of the biggest bully of all.
This bully wants to fight with me but I'm so afraid.
This bully punches me in the face again and again whenever I'm happy.
I've tried to fight back, but I'm so tired of trying.
Dear Future Me,
My bully's name is Life.

Lyri...

GEORGE REDHAWK BURN
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December 31, 2015
 

Dear Present Me,
You are tired. I know that.
You have failed so many times that you stopped believing in yourself.
I remember the first time you watched a motivational video. You cried.
You have changed so much since then...

I remember how you had to struggle to get out of your bed every morning. You thought you had no reason to live, to breath.
I remember how you hated yourself.

Well, let me tell you something: You have a reason to live.
You have dreams and goals. You have lives to save.
Do you want to be a superhero? Good. Start acting like one.
If you want all those things that some cold hearted people stole from you back, you're gonna have to work, hard. Really hard.
What are y...

ORIGINAL
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November 29, 2015
 

Dear Present- Future Old Me,
Today I'm gonna let you take your time to watch your favourite movies, eat junk food and drink all those things that are bad for you.
Today I want you to cry your heart out for the last time for all the bad decisions you made in the past and for all the bad moments.
Today I'm gonna give you time to say goodbye to the Present-Future Old You.
Today is the last day you will spend dying slowly. Tomorrow you'll start living.

Lyrica Wolf.

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GEORGE REDHAWK VEINS
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November 29, 2015
 

Dear Me,
Today I feel like making a promise,
but I'm gonna need your help to make it happend.
Today I feel like making the kind of promise that is powerful enough to change a person, to change lives, to change the world.
Today I make this promise to you and to all the people that one day will thank you for making this promise.
Today I promise you that we will keep the promise of keeping every promise untill the day we die.

Lyrica Wolf.

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WRITTEN WORD
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November 5, 2015
 

You can hate me,
You can judge me,
But don't you dare to tell me that you know me better than I do.
There's no greater insult to a wolf than a fish trying to teach him how to run.

Lyrica Wolf.

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September 18, 2015
 

Dear Past Me,

I'm writting this letter to you because lately I've been having some problems with my feelings and my memory.

I've forgotten how to dance and be happy at the same time.
I've forgotten how to draw for hours without drowning in boredom.
I've forgotten how it feels when my spirit abandones my body everytime I listen to my favourite songs.
I've forgotten how to laugh, because I got too used to fake my smile.  
I've forgotten how to be exited for every gift I get.
I've forgotten how to read and daydredam.
I've forgotten how to love without faking it.
I've forgotten how to cry of sadness or happiness.
I've forgotten how to get angry or hate with a reason.
I have simply forgotte...

ORIGINAL
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September 17, 2015
 

Dear brother,

We used to fight wars together.
I had my dolls, you had you little plastic soldiers.
We used to watch each other's back to get to the target: the cookie jar.
We used to share supplies and celebrate our success drinking Coca Cola.
Our training consisted in fighting over the Tv remote, though you always knew how to beat me.

Suddenly, one day you found new soldiers and forgot about me. You started to ignore me, and I didn't know why.

When I got hurt in the battle field you didn't asked me who did it. You didn't even bind my wounds.
When I got shot and fell on the ground, I asked for your help, but you ignored my pain.
I kept on screaming your name but you decided to look t...

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September 14, 2015
 

Mis días se han convertido en noches, y mis noches en días.
Ya no sé si soy yo la que no vive con el mundo o si es el mundo el que no vive conmigo.

En este extraño viaje las estrellas me acompañan y la luna me guía.
El piano es mi compañero de viaje y su equipaje está lleno de música.

Las notas bailan a nuestro alrededor durante todo el trayecto.
Todos están alegres, muy contentos.

Yo no sonrío,
pues sé que cuando llegue a mi destino,
el resto del mundo aún no habrá subido al tren.
Todos me mirarán con desprecio,
y afirmarán que me adelanté.

Lyrica Blackwolf

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September 6, 2015
 

Hace muchos años un monstruo rosa y otro amarillo aparecieron en mi habitación, pero como era de día no les tuve miedo y los confundí con amigos.
Pensé que querían ayudarme pero me equivoqué.
Al principio nos llevabamos bien, pero por las noches comenzaron a susurrarme cosas al oido y yo no podía pegar ojo.
Debido a la falta de sueño, comencé a irritarme con facilidad y ya no comía como antes. Derrepente un día, los monstruos decidieron acompañarme a clase, y en todo el día no dejaron de repetir "deberías ser como tus amigas, no eres guapa, estas gorda, eres estúpida, no eres nada."
Intenté dejar a los monstruos en casa pero día tras día me seguían y comenzaron a venir conmigo a todas partes...

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September 3, 2015
 

Solíamos luchar en las guerras juntos. Yo con mis muñecas y tú con tus soldaditos.
Nos cubríamos las espaldas para alcanzar el objetivo, y así mientras tú vigilabas yo iba a por las galletas.
Solíamos compartir las provisiones, y celebrar el éxito tomando Coca Cola.
Nuestro entrenamiento consistía en pelear por el mando de la tele, aunque tú siempre me ganabas.

Derrepente un día encontraste a otros soldados y te olvidaste de mí. Comenzaste a ignorarme y yo no sabía por qué. Cuando me hirieron en batalla no me preguntaste quién lo había hecho ni me vendaste las heridas.
Cuando me dispararon y caí al suelo pedí tu ayuda, pero me encontré con que te habías pasado al bando enemigo. Seguí pidie...

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August 31, 2015
 

Dicen que no hay peor ciego que el que no quiere ver. Tal vez sea porque es difícil quitarse la venda de los ojos cuando se tienen las manos atadas o porque es más sencillo vivir con los ojos cerrados.
Algunas personas, al igual que ocurre en el Mito de la Caverna, confunden la correa que llevan en el cuello con "Libertad". Se empeñan en alejar de sí mismos los sueños y las ilusiones por temor a vivir sin un amo que les saque a pasear.
Incluso el lobo más poderoso, crecerá creyéndose un insecto si la primera vez que lo encadenaron no era más que un cachorro incapaz de competir contra el hierro.

Lyrica Blackwolf.

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