in this sense it is always the same slope

in this sense it is always the same slope , I do not understand why it is that, is that I can stay where I am but I quickly descends , I can not do anything, it is an impulse stops , my god, what's going on, I have thought it was easier, but not misunderstand , everything is there in nature, there are trees, flowers, rivers , clouds , all that makes up a monument which is not silent, but we do not understand what he says, it is water noises that take that leave , what to say to be in harmony, but now my body wants to fall, why not continue as before, it is a simple statement , it does not take much time, but towards evening it stops , you can relax , it was not today ' Today we could pierce the skin is tight since I was born , it can not be like before , change is a necessity, it is imperative , one must be at the same time that what happens if we do not do this you risk missing out on his life, because nothing holds then better not stay there, must go, take refuge elsewhere, where somehow I 'm not sure want to stay , because everything is wobbly , I must be ready , it is perhaps now I choose what is closest possible, but before my suitcases, I need to know why I go, and that I do not know , this weight is low, there is nothing inside , vacuum , stories that do not start , joys extinct , old bites that occasionally come on again, like me to understand that the body forgets nothing , everything is recorded , it is useless , but it's like this, when you understand that, you can go to bed because there is nothing else to do is finished before you even start , so I made ​​myself a small hut on the edge of a river, I have no electricity , just a fire that I do not come because I have no wood , so to get this far I have to say goodbye to those who talk to me , because it is not a vain project is an attempt to take a little of everything in the cupboard bottom , now the house is empty , it makes bread but quickly is boredom that comes when I sing a song and in the dining room, we began to cry , the time is past,