when is it now
jeudi 2 juillet 2009
for a long time I'm looking for an experience that gives me the opportunity to repeat the same way I imagine that is in a region lost during my transition to adulthood, I have advanced so fast that I did not see the new situation, where are the hours go fast childish games, the afternoon ending without knowing where the time is past, we lived at the speed of a rocket without stop, long after you are forced to look back, it's too late, far away in the mist, a child cries, plays, his belly is flat, his ideas clear, I was long ago that carefree child, Today it is finished, but I can not cut the cord, images, sounds, smells knock my brain, but I do not know why, my brain has registered specific memories, but it gives me the scattered elements, for me to build a new life from day to day, it's been years, I'm on my way, I begin again each morning, every night I stop, how many times can I get up, what is this force that pushes me in the back, goodbye day, night approach, be ready to go, but we must get it quick, that's life, I will be tomorrow, I say yes, but you, what do you say
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