Cry my friend...

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