Forgiveness

The cold that I feel in my hand is nothing compare to the coldness I feel inside

My soul is shaking in fears and my heart is disappointed

I keep wondering about salvation and the path that no one takes, or very few.

Questions continue to bother.

Yes, to bother. I don’t want answers, I just want to be. Simply to be.  Happily to be.

Now, I don’t lie when I say that I want to be a dog in my next life, or at least, my dogs.

I don’t see pain in them. It’s joy and playfulness, and jumps and runs what I see.

Human beings. We are complicated, I am complicated. I am miserable, at least right now.

Forgiveness, forgiveness. Long word when I write it in English. Do I feel it?

No, I don’t.

Writing is alleviating the pain.

Forgiveness.