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Lost

I'm drowning in the swamp of my confusion.

More and more I think going down, they lose.
And I'm around there's no one picks me up.

I do not know who to trust, I do not know which way to go, I do not know whether to believe in promises ripping a smile.

I no longer distinguish between what I want, I do not know the difference between truth and fear, I do not know ...

are silent because there is too much outside noise inside of me.

do not know if I trust I do not know whether to abandon or change direction.

not even know why this time the tears come. There is a node that you want to dissolve mica ...

Then I think perhaps I should go out .. I painted my fingernails red, I choose something in the closet and go out for a walk.

observe unfamiliar faces well protected behind the lenses of my glasses. Do not take them out ... many think I'm snobby and make me smile 'is what I missed ... and I try, clumsily, to protect me because I am in a place that I do not know.

I would like to see you come to me. Find me, take ...

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Space space, I will, plenty of room for sweet move
wound
want room to grow
wander and sing the plunge
of divine wisdom.
give me space space
I screamed inhuman

that cry of silence over the years that I have seen at first hand.

Merini Alda, from "Empty Love"

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alone with me I start with the brake pulled

Lately I find myself walking alone, walking hand in hand with myself in the thoughts of tripping.

seems strange but only in those moments I have the illusion of being in a city that is not mine. And I like it.

I like to think one day, everywhere. Free.

Any place will do until it is too tight space inside me.

And tonight singing with her .

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utime I noticed that I find it difficult to fully express myself on the virtual pages of this blog.

may not seem like it, but inside I do not feel that lightness in writing the things I really would like to outsource. And 'as if it remained buried in a place of untold.

E 'as if something had suddenly jammed. I do not feel more fluid flow, are the brakes.

Maybe I should do as those who leave their own blog "official" and one with an avatar crearmene type kitten or monkey and hide myself under a different identity.

Maybe what I say is inconvenient and often outspoken, but I'm like: I hate the hypocrisy and false moralism.

I find the spontaneity that after I had written made me feel lighter.

I take my pencils and charcoals tonight ... I have sketched a face of a woman with a finger in front of the mouth is a sign for silence.