Today I write…

I arrive at this time of year and it is inevitable for me to do this introspection and verify if I’ve been able to grow.

Because life is made of stages, right?

But growing by loss, by disappointment, is not easy.

Nothing stands out beyond suffering.

Being willing to go out and breathe is a real battle!

I can not live to pretend, but I react in silence! And this deafness disturbs me.

That’s why today I write.

I do not want answers to what happens to me, but support in solutions.


Author: Monica Sofia Alves

...waiting to be awake... ... dreaming in colors... I'm me. I'm true I feel, I paint. I play with paint, piano, even my guitar. Last, I write... oh and I smile everyday :) My first poem here:

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