No one understand
that you have given everything.
The confesion of one man humbles all.
Your pain is so great that probably is does not hurt you.
Yes, I will go.
When you made me into
The shadows: some hide, others reveal.
When one does not
love the impossible,
Every is a little bit of darkness, even the light.
The fear of separation is all that unites.
To wound the heart is to creat it.
When I look for my existence I do not look for it in myself.
Every time I wake I
understand hoew easy it is to be nothing.