Pause... don't stop.

Mood: Okay
Book: YPA
Music: Maligno - Aterciopelados

Pausing is art, knowing how to pause is art...

we don't know how to stop...

                                             do we?

                                             mundane needs!

We can start telling our stories backwards,

see if they unwrite themselves from our memories...

see if they can be rewritten...

because we didn't pause... we didn't know how to stop...

Halfway, the feeling overwhelms the soul with fire,

it burns it to the marrow... asphyxiating the hurricanes inside,

from the guts, we can feel it crawling out of our minds,

we didn't pause... we didn't know how to stop...

We wanted to pause,

not to stop...

Pause for a moment...

to listen to the birds' song...

                             to breathe the greens,

                             to drink the darkness from the blues...

                             to train our hearts,

                             and to write better stories,

                                                                  without using our words to hurt,

                                                                  but as a home,

                                                                                         where our souls could find a warm shelter...

but we couldn't pause...

                               we didn't know how to stop...