sexta-feira, junho 09, 2006

Re-searching

I want more than just reasons. Reasons are nice explanation for rational bastards. Everything is not about reason, it's about feelings. Sensations used to fill you up a lot of doubts, not reasons.

Nothing but a funny less hiding game. Showing you painful memories, regrets from unfinished affairs or even voices whispering that you’ll fail. Prohibiting your satisfaction, covering from you the most desired answers. Existential, more than that, a search of meaning or a sentimental reason for still living. That, probably, you won't be able to find.

You cannot run from it. Can’t just leave it behind or even dig it profoundly. What ever you think you can be able to do – even forget -, you’ll always hear a silent knock in your mind, calling for recollect, and it will drown you into deeply dark waters.

You don’t breathe anymore.

But you’re free. In a calm relaxing silence.
In the dark of night. So you can cry, talk and sleep.
For ever.