"Pero por mucho que uno marche, hay cosas que uno siempre lleva consigo, cosas que le envuelven o le punzan por dentro. La ilusión de vivir libre a toda costa y de estar siempre disponible para toda oportunidad que se ofrezca, impide echar raíces en el suelo y . . .. No se puede cortar a un hombre toda relacion con el pasado, no se puede mandar a nadie por el mundo sin raíces, Aunque el pasado sea doloroso o vergonzoso, nos pertenece tanto como le pertenecemos!". Emiliano Jimenes

jueves, 2 de junio de 2011

...Do you know how it feel?...

Do you know how it feel?,
that your heart bleed and cry
feelings and words that are hidden
in the deepest of your soul.


Do you know how it feel?,
to have a chance to speak
to whisper those words
to give peace to your world,
to share a part of your heart;
instead, you don't even murmur
tie up your tongue
and don't speak a word.


Do you know how it feel?,
to deny yourself a bit of freedom
to set your heart free
to cut off all those strings.


Do you know how it feel?,
to love someone and because of that love
let that person go;
do you know how it feel?,
to silence your heart, to surrender to reality 
and just say bye.


Sometimes, even when you speak,
even when you let everything go out,
you dig your own grave;
sometimes, you just have to give up.

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