How broken could my soul be?
If you have found all those holes
And it has become empty,
And it has become indifferent.
Sometimes it seems that time,
Space,
The posibilities
And you,
What do you do for all the small worlds,
They plan a tragic encounter
To break my heart.
It's hard, honey,
Think of all those spirits,
In the vastness of the universe
And what little I have done.
Believing that I have reasons
Or that I'm going to get somewhere,
When it really seems that everyone moves,
While my feet are paralyzed.
A little broken,
It must be the correct way to say it,
When you feel that nothing about you is functioning exactly right.
And even in that way,
As if I trusted the incredible,
I hope that somewhere in the world you find yourself.
At dawn my muse arrived and it occurred to me to write about that emptiness that many of us have, sincerely it did not take me long to fall in love with this writing. I like it, the tragic things seem interesting to me and I love when something I wrote makes me smile, so I hope it happens to you; I would feel more complete if you liked it. I hope I can be worthy of your time and some other upvote or comment, are my engine to feel that I'm on a good path.
Thank you very much for reading and following me and believing in me. I appreciate you as you can not imagine.