The suffering of each day makes life look meaningless, without value to what comes to live. People who spend their lives regardless of the red or yellow lines that appear on the road.
Sometimes we see the sadness of the things that surround us and forget to see around, we lose the breeze that caresses our face, to calm the exhausted from day to day.
We miss so many things in search of why they will never be answered as we expect.
When silence invades us, the glances sometimes speak with rancor, hatred, pain, sadness or are simply looks with several ways of saying the feeling that surrounds us.
Silences that kill the soul, sometimes without realizing we become small unrecognizable beings or great machines to cause pain to those who give us love.
When the silence speaks without first analyzing the consequences, the words can be deadly and many times without being able to go back to correct. The power to communicate is what makes coexistence the most ideal.
Let's not waste our energy in demonstrating who is more cruel, let's live every day doing what makes us happy, without harming the one who comes back. When in our hearts we begin to hold grudges and pains, we end up living in anguish without enjoying true happiness.
When the silence speaks, that is to live in peace, when the silence ends, that it is to help and not mistreat, that it is to live and not to die, when the silence speaks, that it is to take the hand of those who need to see that light that others want to hide.
Written by: Iris Ramirez (elsilenciohabla)
