INDESITION.

Listening without being able to talk is like feeling without being able to touch …

Trying so that my voice does not break when something inside me dies, is like making

a tear sound like an explosion in the silence that surrounds me …

 

Wanting to save the memories that evaporate in time, is like letting the loneliness that lives prisoner within me escape …

Crying and suffering for the past that I have already lived is like fighting to break the imaginary chains that prevent me from being happy …

Thinking about making up for lost time is like holding on to all those longings that have spread throughout me over time, because my dreams have flown far away through the wind …

Thinking about keeping my youth in front of the mirror is like wanting to materialize a lost chimera, inside an illusion that no longer shines …

And letting life die out without doing anything, is like tacitly accepting that the earth is square …

But discovering that I am not just a shadow that appears every time the light collides with my body, is accepting that I can change my way of thinking …

 

Smiling and loving by choice is learning to live regardless of what others say, even if the world is variable or our environment is ever changing…

 

That is why today I will go out to the streets to look for my family to hug them and kiss them as I have never done before. To enjoy our lives together …