one of the darkest hours of my life
[argument]
I was stressed
I was tired
I was sick of my point of view
of those endless combinations of thoughts and feelings
I could not stand his silence
then I felt unnecessary
my light faded
I was shaking
I saw nothing but darkness
my legs broke
I felt
I fainted
-suddenly, silence and darkness came
I remember nothing more
but being waken up
faces of people staring at me
your eyes among them
why had my fucking body won again?
then I said "my arm is shivering"
then, black
I woke up again
I started crying
I felt abandoned, confused, ashamed of myself
pity was on my eyes to be seen:
I had been captured by my emotions
and there you were:
angel
savior
friend
the policeman said it to me
"a friend like him is hard to find:
he stood by you all that time
and found no peace till you were fine"
I hate myself for being so childish
Blood pressure
Glass of water
Coke
Subway stations
Me talking
Me feeling remorsal
Me requesting your look
Me feeling sleepy
Me saying goodbye
without a kiss in your mouth
["a tí lo que te mata es la espera"]
Dios mío, ayúdame:
he sobrerreaccionado
["no sobrerreacciones"]
le he causado un mal rato al Erario
mi carne me ha vencido
monstruo fui
ahora lloro y pido Tu Clemencia
ayúdame a sentir menos...
[tu problema es que te entregas todo]
ayúdame a ser fuerte...
dame calma
dame paz
dame paciencia

1 Comentarios:
Señor... es tiempo de pedir ayuda. Y creo que Cristo no es la opción... espeluzne, espeluzne... un sentido abrazo.
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