My life is filled with unanswered calls
And waiting messages;
Messages that take flight
Only to crash land
Sometimes in the most beautiful islands,
While others in deep soups.
So there I am drowning swimming
Making a life out of whatever I have,
Even if it means shredding myself to pieces
Just to keep somebody else whole,
Or drinking wine made of somebody else’s pain;
That burns your stomach to the core
Engraving it forever with the feeling of contemplation.