PensamienThoughts

Have you ever cried your eyes out? Cried, cried, and cried and you are not even sure why you are creating a flood. You just can’t stop from letting those tears from falling. It is so catastrophic! Especially when there is an electrical thunder that plays the different parts of your life When you faced the most pain, or when you made your worst mistakes. It starts pouring! Tear after tear fall from your eyes, It makes you feel as you are braking apart. It is a torture! And even when you want to get to the end of the storm, there is no stop, No promise of a rainbow . . . would it come? Will you be able to survive? You feel beaten inside out, Drained, and in pain. Like a lost whimpering dog. You wonder if those around you hear your cry. Will they come to hang you an umbrella and stay with you until the storm passes? But then some of the worst storms come at night, When everyone is sleeping, when no one notices or sees the storm that you are facin...

There are times I wish I could type as fast as each thought comes to my mind,  but they tend to travel at a pace and velocity that no one can stop them to be put on paper; it is like a game they play with my mind. As soon as they come and make fun of my slowness they leave, without a trace. Yes, a thought that is gone and probably will never cross my mind again. All I can remember is the sweetness or the sadness it leaves; yes, only the sensation that they existed but no substance that can be poured on paper. They leave the confusion that keeps me pondering and searching for that thought that may not even existed to begin with. Or did it really come to enlighten me? If it did, it was a lesson learned and forgotten in the millisecond that they came and *puff* disappeared.   Well, they must have turned to smoke for a reason, they probably played a role in my life and after they were done they decided to go. Yes! I would decide to believe that. ...