What to do when you take a look at yourself and you see a mount of bone and flesh…, lifeless…, totally damned…, cursed by the devil…, and completely abandoned…?
So… what to do when you see the mistakes that bring you up to this creepy situation…?
When you find out that the whole world is looking at you and laughing out loud…, you really start to think about be hanged by the neck…, only for a few days…
But that kind of thinking comes to say that this is a “weak thought”, and you should to shake off all the dust…, stand up and look forward…
But when you look over horizon… you doesn’t see anything… Anything but the sorrow…, the lonelyness…
All your projects, and dreams are now at the bottom of the ocean…, been destroyed by a hungry shark, and a lazy shrimp…
That woman whose always cheers you up, is now gettin’ away for you…, far away…
Those incredible green eyes, doesn’t look to your food anymore…, doens’t look to your clothes anymore…, to you arms, to your face, your legs…, your mouth…
Those lips doesn’t even touch you cheeks anymore…
And that heart… That incredible and warm heart, doesn’t even wants to be near of your heart…
So… what you think…: “What fuck I’m doing here…?”
You find out that life is a game of inches…, so as football…
Because in either game, life or football, the margin for error is so small… I mean… One half of step to late or to early, and you don’t quite make it, one half of second to slow or to fast, and you don’t quite catch it… The inches that we need, are on everywhere, around us… They on every break in the game, on every minute, every second…
But sometimes…, we are so busy, isn’t?!
So why I had to discover all of this by the worst way…?
Lately, I can’t even stand the face I see in the mirror…
I’d just wanted that she…, that she let me hold her…, tightly warm…, tenderly…, and with a bunch of passion…
