@Moyjador 12 October 2021

CATHARSIS... She opened her eyes for the first time to the world. As a child she used to smile when through the window of her room, she saw the little birds in the tree, suddenly fly and get lost in the blue sky; she dreamed of being like them. She grew up, she started to stop laughing, to worry more, to walk away. She hurt her, who less she deserved it, because she ever made him believe that she had to be right, always. She lived for a long time believing that she was right . She got hurt, when she didn't dare to be. Did he not know her noble heart? She suffered, when life through experiences, she wanted to teach her but she did not accept. She stayed the same, she manipulated, got sick, became hostile. For a long time, she lost faith. Faith in itself. She one day she broke, but even so, she never wondered why she felt that emptiness in her chest. She isolated herself from everyone, got angry, hardened. She lost her music. She didn't know. She created a cuirass and believed that it was. She never forgave, maybe she didn't love either until she felt her bones ache. She never knew the truth, the truth of her. Full of diplomas hanging on a wall from a career that she once studied, the library crammed with books that talk about how to live, but that she never dared to put into practice and yet demanded that others do so, surrounded by her loved ones , to those who seldom said "I love you", he died on any given day, graying hair and nostalgic eyes. They say that when she closed her eyes she cried as she had not done for a long time and that from her lips some words from her suddenly flew, as if they were birds getting lost in the blue sky, hers her sky…. "I need to be born"…. She flew and made it so high that she finally knew what it's like to live. She promised herself, at her next chance, to cheer up to learn to be simple.