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A blogpost about what I do to not be creating art, and how to stay unhappy.
Hello, I’ve released a new spoken-word, 11 tracks EP in Spanish. It’s titled “Diferencial: Tuvo un Día Triste” (Differential: He had a sad day). This EP is composed of poems that I wrote, based on love and heartbreak with the point of view of someone who has a mental health condition. It deals with topics…
An idea of you Abstract Sometimes, incomplete I search for you, but I the end I press “delete” You’re a complicated riddle Full of metaphors And analogies I wish for you and I To become an anthology I question myself too much I ask for your whereabouts I’m always filled with my doubts But you’re…
Music is no the same without you It truly isn’t It feels meaningless It feels empty Please, listen to these songs The ones I write about you Where I tell you how much I miss you With metaphors and symbols Music is not enough when you aren’t here When we share songs together…
And There We Were And there we were Dancing among sounds and lights Lost in nowhere We found our somewhere Our place in time, our place in space Our corners Our walls Our spells And there we were Flowing in the moment Holding what wasn’t broken Kissing away the pain And there…
I was feeling frustrated I was not alone And I just needed space But I did not told you so I chose to keep silence And there I was, faking that I was fine A hurricane of anger But still, I made you a nice breakfast Two eggs, sunny side up, fresh spinach and ham,…
You and I created a mountain Made of rocks of love and distance Bushes of hugs and feelings We build a hard resistance We went high, very high Reaching the sky Creating a new life Turning darkness into light Suddenly, after a long time Our apex, our top became cold Full of ice Our mountain…
I’m submissive, but not a victim. You are dominant, but still not a master. Sometimes, the joy of my heart turns me into a dominant monster. Other times, the sorrow of my unstable existence diminish the mirror. The reflection I have with other souls, other ideas. That means that I’m weak and like a sponge…
If only you knew How much I need you How much I miss you The doubt kills me You don’t know how much I remember when I kissed you And stared at your lips I felt them And touched your hands I wish it lasted forever But I know it wasn’t true Everything goes slow…
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