... there is my creative insanity that made me write this in a hurry ... no sense and so much heart ... maybe they have realized that is torn and do not know whether to repair or keep writing ... and I know if should continue writing or give a space to heal ...
And I wonder why heal? if you end up being worse than now ... these wounds never close ... is ... there are gaps where no sighs escape ... if not better leave it as the archaeological sites that I like. .. and a half ... half ... look how big it was and yet how small the time ...
How easy and difficult to swallow the words ... so easy and hard to surrender to the failure not a goal ... if not a dream ... to be cocoward before the fragile love ... with pain ... and stop being ... losing the essence that once captivated you ... you are great love ... been overcome ... overcome the strength of those who now that he is dead ... wondering if someday you find the guts to stand up and keep fighting ...
lost faith ... and I realize that FHE ... has risen and who fought all this time was Gabriela ... can not fail to amaze me ... because I always thought but it was weak ... stronger than ... you ... because he believed in you ... and you beat that takes you away ... maybe the best after all ... whether it be forgotten ... you forgot to exile. .. so you can get the quiet ...
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