DAMN!

Qe mierda es lo qe duele?...........ver lo qe ya veia ciegamente?......sentir lo qe ya sentia pero ignoraba?.....escuxar en alto lo qe gritaba tu alma en silencio?.........Ayudar en lo qe era mi dolor?........No poder gritar qe SI me importa?....qe SI me hago mierda?......Estar para todos….y no para mi?........Nisiqiera sé lo qe escribo….esta maldita memoria…qe tenga qe oir un par de chasquidos para despertar……this fucking legs…..don’t stop moving…..my all body my all body.....is moving like...i don't know....it just...like....moving all the fucking time.....is like......he wanted to waste all their energies…and…just…..fucking.die…….My body is….shaking……I’m just like……I’m not me……I’m like someone else…..or….someone else is me…or….I don’t know…..I feel something like...desire of ....be small……Like DAMN!.....

I want to sleep……like….for ever……

I want to reduce myself to nothing ......

I want you to be ok......

And if you are.....ok....I’m ok.....

Who the hell am I..?

Ok lets be honest.....I KNOW that I’am...you....in this moment.......or...right....that...Ok...Whatever...

I want you to know that I can feel....what you feel......That I’m with you.....in many ways.....

I just.........just..... I don’t know...

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