My words will most likely fall on deaf ears... words waiting to be heard or read. Here I lie today just like yesterday and the day before, with my thoughts drifting away, and where are they going? they are searching for something that everyday seems farther and harder to reach, they are trying to find a glimmer of hope, they look everywhere, anywhere and they find nothing...nothing at all, and it's hard because for some reason we are taught "not to lose hope" "la esperanza es lo ultimo que se pierde" and some of us hang onto that tight not knowing when to let go.
And my thoughts keep on drifting be it day or night, it could be 4 pm or 4 am, my heart and my mind simply cannot tell the difference. I find myself with my eyes open just thinking, remembering, it happened today just like it happened yesterday and the day before, trying to find hope where there is none and not knowing when to let go.
I see my phone, and it is funny because I keep it off and yet I look at it hoping that it would ring, waiting for a ghostly phone call that I know will not come, a text message that my mind tricks me into thinking that might have gotten lost on the way to my phone. I hope that this message will not get lost in time and space or that it will not fall in deaf ears... this message is waiting to be heard or read, I know that this message will most likely not get to the person it is intended to, but I hope that those that read it find some type of meaning in it, meanwhile I'll keep trying to find hope where there is none and maybe in the end I'll know when to let go.