Forged life, the story you will never tell as your own in relative absolutes and despite failures to silence, trying to hide reeds on your roots surrounded by the convinience of smiling lives, grinning complacently at each other.
I fell out from love, picking up my so long ago broken pieces that I had hidden so many times. Departed on opposite, retracing my steps back to find out every step was even further than the way I wanted to walk than the previous one.
Now I realize that continuing was a mistake, I watch my decline slippering on a sloping ground.
I allowed them to take roles in my life, but I am the only leading player in the middle of nowhere.
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