To face the
inexorable and brutal existential emptiness
I look
around and see everything I have achieved,
the family
I have built.
These are
my foundations.
I'm not
saying that I don't fall apart sometimes,
but a spark
of hope rescues me.
I don't
give up and I'm resilient.
I face my
demons writing.
I´ve
already crossed many chasms,
living on
the edge one day at a time.
I balance
between movement and meditation.
Only one
word devours me,
the one
that my heart didn´t say.
Nathalia Leão
Garcia
April 7th,
2020
