( emptiness )

then it comes the beat (boom-boom) another memory of when I was alive. my corpse doesn't understand the noise (boom-boom) the noise that interrupt his eternal rest. then, it comes again, stronger and the skin awake, the flesh revive. the eyes tremble and, finally, they open his  eyelashes to the reality. irony appears: now my body is alive but i feel more dead than never.

1 comentario:

  1. el vacío que a veces nos inunda, aunque parezca ciertamente irónico, es horrible. horrible no ver más allá de él, horrible quedarse en stand by. (pero tienes que salir, que sino la vida pesa mucho)