Cry my dear friend... cry out loud
until exorcise the scrutiating pain
the burn deep inside of you
that had just kept on line by the iron curtain
of your unyielding will to survive.
Cry my friend and let the lacerating tears
run down your face.
Let that old loneliness, that cruel lament
consume your almost eternal sadness.
Feel that warmth inside your chest
push your tears cry out of you
leaving in you a small feel of peace.
I know that in that lonely moment
in that deep hole of despair
you open your own flesh
to let your own heart beat until you truly be no more.
I know that you were at the top of that cliff
wanted to embrace the fall to nothingness.
and I know that you felt so intense that pain
that you would give anything...
to stop everything... for an end.
Then cry hard my friend if you need...
cry with that painful lament that limps your soul.
cry for one last time... open your scars one last time
to let them heal for good.
look at your own past, forgiving yourself for your own shortcomings.
Let all those old memories die the healing death
you are no longer alone...
you are no longer that pitiful being you believed to be.
- Gunther Sotomayor
Apr 3rd, 2017
