i’ve been trapped within myself for 42 days without even considering to know and catch up with the things happening outside my front door.
staring, sitting and waiting
for life to eventually give life to me. hoping one day i’ll beat that fearing hypoxia and learn to..fight,stand and face that space of air.
i was trapped in my home made amnesia, to the point that i was drowned in it and forgot the things that made me this.
blank stare.
i’m still waiting for the whole universe to be unveiled right here with my burlesque humanity.
blank stare and emptiness filled.
i’m still thinking of my marvelous future built within my insecurities.
blank stare, emptiness filled and unworthy pain.
i’m still working with life and its surprises within. watching, cautious and horrified with each stress of my thumb.
blank stare, emptiness filled, unworthy pain and 43rd day.
waiting, thinking and still working for my life to work.
just when you know you have everything to survive, there goes the questions of your life.
just when i know, i have everything i’ll ever need, there goes my heart searching for that beat that i don’t have – that i can’t have — that i will never have. suddenly i realized, life sucks. but i’m more willing to suck out that life just to survive.
i can be a great loser and a spirited fighter at once.
