sábado, 1 de março de 2014
A DAY GOIN' BY....
She could've made a call. Decided to keep it all in. Ita was all spinning around her and she didn't care. Got some paper and crayon.....nothing came out. She got her cell phone...then put it away....Sat on the floor n held her knees.....Facing the wall, staring at nothing.....trying to breathe....Thought of her long gone plans.....her life was ahead of her.....but she couldn't make up her mind.....Half na hour passed.....she made some coffee....got her ciggarette pack.....went out to see the sun...it was a brigh shinning day outside....it was dark and could in the inside....no expressions. She was craving for the rain...in vain. Stared at the cell phone again...and left it there.Went to take a shower....wash it all out....half na hour passed again....would'n use the dryer, but combed her hair....ten, twenty, thirty fucking times...and it didn't seem right. Got some more coffee, another ciggarette.....looked up in the mirror....didn't care. She sat and daydreamed.....she sat and fell asleep.....too long for her to stand. She woke up a little hungry.....she wouldn't make a snack.....felt sick, numb.....she laid down on the floor....analyzed the paintings on her room....it sucked! Na hour went by.....she took a deep breath. Turned on the radio, threw some paper on the trash...together with her thoughts......it was already six o'clock. Her son arrived from school...And God put a smile on her face.
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