Time and every instants
Every moments
Them don't know
how to stop
Them always run away
I run with the time

Everything happens
And nothing remains
Like birds that are crossing the horizon

Then the time slips away
Then the life passes
At the end everything is nothing
There is nothing and everything ends

Like the wind that blows and caresses my face, touching my memories
It just goes away

Like the water runining
It dissolves in my hands
It just gets lost
Life is of moments

The moments that hurt are also called life.

The love that escapes
The soul stabbed even without a dagger
To lose the dearest
The betrayal and the death Everything is called life

The joy, the pleasure
The love, to satisfy the ego, to comfort the soul

To be the light and
to be the dark
To See the light and
to see the dark

The moments that come to hit us hard.
Every hit is a wound
a wound heals,
with the time and with the oblivion.

Every day that passes
I feel less pain
I feel more aware
that everything is temporary
I live more with memories

In the end is life
The life...
goes like a sigh
© MaricrisMeza