Thoughts alive

It is said that the most sincere speech is what he did not say! And that those words that we have insinuated within us thousands of times dominate our confessions and those of silence.

We share them to the maximum with those night thoughts that excited us to destroy everything, and to wave the mountains of nothing that we have woven around us realistically! And soon we will all return calm, satisfied, boring, even deadly in the morning, despite all the fits that I have entrusted, each of us two friends are fully familiar with what is going on in each other, but I have never been so black, Of course, the first thing that comes to our mind in such a case is the past that imagines to us the magic of the mazes of life that it has forgotten! Although in the recent past I did not love anyone much, I did not get used to it, and despite that, the humiliation that always rushed to the longing! But I never hated anyone.

Socially I was a bit naive, but frank, but I was very naive, and I really do not know if I was naïve then or for some reason I was deliberately naive! I do not like to consider myself the victim of anyone, I am not one of those who are in charge of accounting, blame and disrespect for myself. I am not the innocence of the oppressed in any case!

I am not deceiving myself first before you, and I am certain that I was unjust in one way or another someday. Even if I do not feel that I am, injustice is all injustice to a right that is not conditioned to be tangible, but the greatest crime we commit is to disturb someone who has grown unjust as a danger, and forced himself, but forced me when he was a thinker every now and then That is the phase I love, every time I find that the road between me and you is not a cracker, I think! I did not feel lonely or full of my psychological feelings. For the first time I did not treat anyone with them. I missed all my obstacles and came close.

What I remember was that I was not so much needed, but I would have had some reassuring words, or I would be satisfied with a lukewarm phone call, which reminds me that you know I'm alive!

Yes, you comrades, life is a curse, and time kills everyone, but let us be more direct, let our excuses aside and stand up, and be sure that all of them are justifications and vanity, we do not deny them as the myths of the first two, as if they subscribed to the mysteries of the universe. The characters created that those who want to approach and those who are interested in getting closer will really burn all the clocks and winchle his longing from the minutes and get closer! I do not want to be, but I do not want to, the shadow suits me, I am worthy of it, and keep my identity hidden, despite my sitting between you and your knowledge of the appearance is the best! I do not hold anyone responsible for what I have become, I'm not so bad anyway. All the same, the situation is getting darker, and the spot of light at the end of the road was nothing but a mirage!

I have promised myself before that I will not forget to cry alone again, and not become captive to my deadly self-obsession, gliding to those blackened thoughts of suffocation, listening to that boring passage that I have composed, not to its beauty, but because its rapid frequency corresponds to the sound of darkness that I hear alone, I have only a small confession to the limit of heaven (yes, you have told me before that you will stay in my neighborhood and you will crave water), and I think that it is less than an inscrutable limit, as far as your promises are, to learn it simply and without introductions or compliments. I do not deny your right to admit that, thanks to you, I have become more self-conscious.

But I will not give up, I will pledge myself again not to forget, and not to cry, not to break, or to blame or burned or burned or listen to that damned piece! But you will believe that I am fine again, and you will promise me to stay by the sky too!