Life is out of control, signs are read too fast and smiles fade without a feedback. My life is swimging to shore without fear of drowing itself, all I want is to catch the swell...
I realise now that I can´t really run anything, that control illuded me into a false sense of hope crashing me so hard that no piece of me was left. Anyway, I could talk all day about what goes inside, but what truth will I get from it, what would it tell me? I don´t need to think, I don´t want to think, I don´t know how to feel and I sure can´t feel what I am...
I don´t need any references to get where I am, as far as my heart goes... that´s where I stand...
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