As a presentation
Greetings to this diverse community. All presentations do not have to be the same. I love images and at the same time I run away from them, especially my own, and I don't think this love-hate relationship will end soon. This writing is the first publication in Hive of this character in which I became somewhat unintentionally and partly willingly, and which paradoxically I do not fully accept. I just hope I can do a lot more writing.
I come from a circular time,
like the fleeting lightning,
chasing the moon,
elusive and beautiful,
climbing the slope of existence,
I come accompanied by shadows,
I am an anonymous being that flees,
who does not want the past of him,
dissatisfied with the present,
future denier,
I only have one passion left,
all the others are dead,
write without remedy,
write without reasons,
write to lacerate me,
destroy me, break me,
and desperately...
save me
P.S.: I thank all the people who guided me in writing this post.