Judah
Enlightened
- Oct 1, 2020
- 1,540
Let's be honest, this life is quite overrated, besides that, from the moment you are born until you die you are limited, limited to the impositions of modern society and the current political-economic system, some idiot called me a socialist for criticizing the political model, but it is I consider that no system is really efficient in the long term, and even more so if we take into account that it is impossible for everyone to march in a current at a harmonic rhythm because the main human problem is the human himself.
I don't like the simple fact that most things are difficult to achieve but we are also not designed to have things immediately whenever we want and if something like this were to happen it would cause a catastrophe in the long run. The human essence is somewhat ridiculous, but I'll talk about this in another moment.
Pondering things, I was never a hero, although some of you and people around me think otherwise. I simply had ideals that I did not want to betray, but in reality my life is really empty, I had no real friends in my adolescence or in my childhood, I was in deep loneliness during those times, and the only person who rescued me from that abyss. It was Maria Rebeca, because from that age I was already feeling quite empty due to the loneliness in which I lived. She really had dreams, she had goals, she had aspirations, but everything was erased, and I want to vent everything I can in this thread.
That day was dawning, the room was getting lighter as the sun was rising, in that cold room there were two bodies sleeping, it was Rebeca and I, both waking up, smiling, making jokes, she was preparing breakfast, both playing video games, or watching anime , or making love, or shopping in the market, or simply walking through the city, she was everything to me, and she is no longer there, and she will never return.
I live heartbroken, but at the same time knowing that those were the best years of my entire existence, and that I enjoy those moments until the last damn minute, until the last moment.
Maria Rebeca, I know you will not be able to read this, but Thank you, thank you for making me the happiest man in the world, thank you for giving me your understanding, your affection, your tenderness, your love, your sweetness, your desires, your heart, I know not He was the perfect man but I did the best I could, and here I am now, I am so sorry that you have decided to end your own existence, I am so sorry for the damage you have received from such despicable people, I am sorry for all the horrible things you have lived through, I am sorry that You had such a cruel ending I'm sorry you've never really been happy
His heart got tired of beating
From crying so much
Her laughter was shipwrecked
From so much looking for a great love
Of loving her one day he forgot
Her path never found
She had so much to go
That she decided to fly
And she walked away to find the smile that she lost
And she fell asleep to stop crying
And she left, she wanted to fly
She now she is a breeze, now she is peace
And she left and now she has a new home
The eternity
From so much waiting she got impatient
From so much suffering from her, her gaze faded
Her path never found
There was so much to go
That she decided to fly
Today I write to you and I ask for your forgiveness
If I didn't help you live
I don't like the simple fact that most things are difficult to achieve but we are also not designed to have things immediately whenever we want and if something like this were to happen it would cause a catastrophe in the long run. The human essence is somewhat ridiculous, but I'll talk about this in another moment.
Pondering things, I was never a hero, although some of you and people around me think otherwise. I simply had ideals that I did not want to betray, but in reality my life is really empty, I had no real friends in my adolescence or in my childhood, I was in deep loneliness during those times, and the only person who rescued me from that abyss. It was Maria Rebeca, because from that age I was already feeling quite empty due to the loneliness in which I lived. She really had dreams, she had goals, she had aspirations, but everything was erased, and I want to vent everything I can in this thread.
That day was dawning, the room was getting lighter as the sun was rising, in that cold room there were two bodies sleeping, it was Rebeca and I, both waking up, smiling, making jokes, she was preparing breakfast, both playing video games, or watching anime , or making love, or shopping in the market, or simply walking through the city, she was everything to me, and she is no longer there, and she will never return.
I live heartbroken, but at the same time knowing that those were the best years of my entire existence, and that I enjoy those moments until the last damn minute, until the last moment.
Maria Rebeca, I know you will not be able to read this, but Thank you, thank you for making me the happiest man in the world, thank you for giving me your understanding, your affection, your tenderness, your love, your sweetness, your desires, your heart, I know not He was the perfect man but I did the best I could, and here I am now, I am so sorry that you have decided to end your own existence, I am so sorry for the damage you have received from such despicable people, I am sorry for all the horrible things you have lived through, I am sorry that You had such a cruel ending I'm sorry you've never really been happy
His heart got tired of beating
From crying so much
Her laughter was shipwrecked
From so much looking for a great love
Of loving her one day he forgot
Her path never found
She had so much to go
That she decided to fly
And she walked away to find the smile that she lost
And she fell asleep to stop crying
And she left, she wanted to fly
She now she is a breeze, now she is peace
And she left and now she has a new home
The eternity
From so much waiting she got impatient
From so much suffering from her, her gaze faded
Her path never found
There was so much to go
That she decided to fly
Today I write to you and I ask for your forgiveness
If I didn't help you live
