We live in a world with bursting emotions and unfulfilled promises-
Of utter chaos and deafening silence.-
With unfinished and undeveloped things- including love.

We create something we thought we need-
Fought for anything until we bleed-
In everything we do, better or worse, we take a risk- including you.

We end something that has never started-
Broke something that has been broken-
But we tend to continue-

"I don't care if I don't look pretty
Big girls cry when their hearts are breaking"*

They wouldn’t let me cry, they could have felt the tender lies decomposing.  But this pain knows nothing of the theft of day, of how lemon tastes for you, of predicaments of truth.( The arrow of meaning goes backwards and forwards when it doesn’t get stuck.) Silence is nailed against every word. This old story: they are speaking in the corners: look at her. But this is not a poetic novela if you care to know, only misery exposed. This vital flaw of violins, of not being composed.  Not everybody knows to transmute pain into a bridge of light. Like Jarrett did. This pain doesn’t need words, images, metaphors, brutal as it is, like a mating season. The echo rests in stone.  This pain is a wall breaker. The taboo of words. I won’t say more. I would let myself live inside this large momentum, this much I can save for today. The magnitude of tears takes me there, so close to the one I love.

come now, fresh soul of pure intent
reach and grasp this human torch
of day and night and all mortal woes
abort your paradise of no constraint

choice is no privilege of yours
until the moment in which you breach
but go back you can't

'tis a forwardly motion you must endure
unless you choose wrong or quit your fate
yes, purest intentions can lead to hate
but also to love

come now, young life
heed this call for blind existence!

How could I be so selfish
When I thought I wasn’t that strong
I was trying to hold on
When there’s nothing to hold

I didn’t look around and see how messy
Life is already
Not just to me but to everybody

How could I be this blind
When everything’s so wrong
I was sinking in my own
With this stories untold

But as the burden you carry, unfold
How selfish am I
grieving on my own

Let me carry that burden
For you were never alone
I’ll be here when you need me
Trust me, I’ll never go

I will always be your friend

I promise that

Until the end :]