And so it begins
when it believes that everything is opaque
when tomorrow is not a moment more
think that will never reach.
Thus starts and has never
as you see you are treading on thin mist begins to flood your room
stealing that space you have and do not notice it. Suddenly
contrasts
floor cause you to lose and you sink into mediocrity in the absence of anything and nostalgia, memories
you know they will not return.
Empty, empty of everything and with a pair of wings so large that laziness
gives you lift,
as caught between hunger and delicacies without feeling sick, injured
as knowing and not wanting to stop bleeding. And although
esque vacuum
recognize my senses more open than the sky itself
and as hidden as the old dirt under the sofa.
With those eyes so wide that they fail to notice anything with my hands so
asiosas can not appease
with cigarette smoke that I can not enjoy the couple
trova
makes me sobbing and barely lit five candles can be heated.
so powerful is a cry in the throat contracted
that is stuck on hold, do not let them say anything
and tears away is exploding.
And the tears that you swallow that drink
give you the bitter
and saliva
the desires that motivate your return journey.
I know the road ahead of me is, scolding, mocking my pain
of my need, providing for me "defeat"
waiting to see on my forehead the white flag of peace. Today
no truce and no time to waste
! Today I raise my chest, I close my fists in anger and decide to start walking
today declared war on the absence, complacency and mediocrity.
also declare war on anybody wants to stop me and I extend my
hand to share my ideal.
For the success of those who choose to take.
Kamus - Luis Gerardo Perez Urbina
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