lhrodovalho

now i remember one of my crazy times. maniac depression

i stoped my social life, but yet i went on with my studies.
then i was mute on my corner of the classroom, and i started to see myself speaking with the others. smiling with the others. touching the others. that was my worst nightmare. someone else being me

rain. rain. as the world were ending.
the end. ends. i`m living after
that kiss
in the
rain.

it’s like void. there’s no complete void. there’s aways an intruder, there’s aways an outsider.

can you clean your mind? can you safely close it? can you stop the echoes of your own refletions?

yet, my brain has a frequency as my heart has heartbeats. then, i was washing dishes and i’ve forgotten i’m myself. and i’ve remembered my own name rarely in half a hour.