death brings peace to the living ones. may be the best friend when you are searching for silence.

searching

Scars are souvenirs you never loose.
Past is never far enough.
How much I have to wait to move on?
How much I have to live to deserve I've born?
Isn't enough all I give?
How much I need to suffer to have the right of look other in the eyes?
to see the world with my own eyes and let the past pass?
To be let live ..

Just thinking

And today I woke up
and I find myself ___ useless
and I start thinking again
about death and about pain,
about guilt and about peace,
about a life, and about an end ..

welcoming

Well, taking advantage of the anonymity that gives me a cold computer screen and a impersonal keyboard, lets start with this blog.

The last months everything has change so much. Fear is the first word of everybodys dictionary. Pretty close to despair I think.

Autumn is dissapearing. The last leaf has fall and the curse has been fulfilled.
The winter has start and cold has make his expected but never wanted appearance.
For one side here we are all of us, wanting the snow to fall, the white mountains, the winter games and the hot chocolate while snow take our responsabilities away with his frost presence in every street and corner, even in our own beds.
For the other side we cry for the lost summer, the shiny sun and the hots days. What a great days where those!
So people, take your lamb boots from the closet and seek for your scarves and gloves.
Winter is here and has come to stay.
At least for the next three months.
From now on rivers will grow, people will drown, life will die and the circle of life will finish to restart. Lets be prepared for the biggest cruelty, the one only the soulless nature could make, the despair people, the hungry homeless or the always sad and ignore animales, left in the sidewalk to die.
So dont trust too much, who say we arent the nexts?