Don't wake us up when tomorrow arrives, we'd rather be dreamers

miércoles, 23 de julio de 2014

Loneliness has the taste of time


Sometimes, I just think
that I am all by myself and 
that I won't ever feel 
a true connection with anybody

A sort of even tangible thing,
like I know they are there,
and I know they know
I am there

That we are together,
and not just two things 
in the same place and time

To feel, in a way, 
other people truly, intrinsically,
as if they were present in
the cells of my bone
marrow


martes, 15 de julio de 2014

A Better Resurrection

I have no wit, I have no words, no tears;
My heart within me like a stone
Is numbed too much for hopes or fears;
Look right, look left, I dwell alone;
I lift mine eyes, but dimmed with grief
No everlasting hills I see;
My life is like the fallen leaf;
O Jesus, quicken me.


Sylvia Plath

lunes, 14 de julio de 2014