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PEQUEÑAS ETERNIDADES

EliseoFeliciano

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LECTURAS 82
Votos 3
Partes 8
Hora <5 mins

EliseoFeliciano

amor decepción dolor eternidad poemario traicion vida

Mi nombre es Eliseo y he pasado la mayor parte de mi vida midiendo el tiempo de diferentes maneras, a través de sucesos, de historias, de recuerdos; y por ser así algunos duran años, otros días y algunos en particular duran segundos nada más. Lo más interesante de ver el tiempo así es que muy pocas veces anticipamos el final de algo, en la mayoría de veces nos parece infinito todo. 

En este poemario intento plasmar diferentes historias, ideas que en algún momento me parecieron eternos. 

Sé que a todos nos ha pasado, siempre recordamos la fecha en la que iniciamos una relación pero nunca logramos anticipar cuando terminara. Pasa lo mismo con la soltería que en la mayoría de veces es producto de una decepción, cuando menos de te lo imaginas alguien irrumpe tu vida de nuevo.Todos los derechos reservados

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Emotional Amnesia

Sometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more things that has been horribly depressing... But I got up. I stood up to walk on for another day. I dealt with my emotional amnesia the only way I knew I could and that was by writing it out into poetry. I wanted to forget my pain and forget what I was going through. I needed that cut of the blade or a pill to drink to take everything away. My poetry became both my pill and my blade... Now I share the most intimate part of myself with the world. The part of me I kept hidden in the closet. The part I never thought I would ever present to the world. Now is the time I have to stop having amnesia about my emotions. It is time to learn, to better myself and to stand up and remember the things that I shut out like a voluntary amnesia all these years. Those who are offended after reading this - f**k you! If you are sad with me and willing to cut your wrist - I know how you feel! If you just enjoy the words - I love you! #679 in Poetry on 17/03/2018 #779 in Poetry on 18/03/2018 #807 in Poetry on 19/03/2018 #474 in Poetry on 22/03/2018