Wherever we lost you

It is like a knife that sinks slowly into the skin, that tear each muscle without exerting force. You talk about the sea but you have never gone out of the jungle. Sometimes you hear the roaring of the waves, and it´s a painful scream that you can not imagine calm. Like you now.

Why is your face bleeding if the bullet hasn´t approached you? Why do your fingers scratch if you do not have nails? Why do your words thrust into my eardrums if you haven´t started to speak?

If I could just understand... It hasn´t been much time and you have just changed a little. What is that on your glance? If you have never used make-up, how could it be possible that you haven´t worn a mask before? I don´t recognize you. I don´t know who has stolen the light from your eyes, but it does deserve all the agony that has pinned in there.

You just let the ice be with you on the night. How do you do to make your pain a lava river where no one wants to get closer but we are all caught? How can it be that you pull us to an abyss as darker as it seems there hasn´t ever been life? Does no one care that they have killed the girl you were?

If I can not get closer to you, let me told you that I still have the power of happiness on your lips store in the best place where memories live. I can lend it to you.