Demonios.

Y un día, desperté, y no se sentía igual.

Todo, ya no era igual.

Un día desperté y ya no era Yo, era Otro.

Amaneció y como es costumbre me veo al espejo para saludarme, pero no era Yo, era Otro.

Pero no cualquier Otro, era el Otro que Yo conozco muy bien.

No se trata de otro Yo, o algo por el estilo.

Si no, más bien; es un demonio.

Un demonio que conozco bien.

Caminábamos juntos.

Llegué a pensar que era mi amigo.

Y más allá, pensé que era Yo.

Tarde un poco en darme cuenta el porque de los pensamientos desagradables, no era míos, eran de él.

¡Y lo descrubrí! Y batallamos en mi espacio, y no pudo vencerme porque ya estaba vencido, sólo tuve que hacérselo recordar.

Pero ahora, aparece en un momento de debilidad mía, donde mi Fé no es mi fuerte.

Me hallo en una batalla donde mi Espíritu es quien lucha por quedarse en mí.

Quiero que gane, pero no sé si lo merezca.

La oscuridad se ha vuelto agradable, paso noches en vela, pensando mientras todo es tinieblas.

En mi afán por encontrar sentido a la oscuridad, me pierdo en mi mente y no hallo lugar para descansar, la luz es cada vez más tenue.

Y así.

Un día desperté.

Y no se sentía igual.

Though man.

Hey! Why so hard on me?

What did I do to you?

I'm just a kid waiting for his Dad to came back from war.

Can't you see it?

I love you, you fool! and you ruined it with your thoughness.

Wanna teach something? Try it softer, there's no need of being rude with your own and only son.

Teach me, that a although you been through a lot of shit, you can show me the best of you, just for me, because I'm your son, who loves you as no one will.

Please let yourself go home, let yourself find God.

You, talk me about God meanwhile you teach how to be rude? C'mon!

You know that I wouldn't defend myself against you, so Why insist in defending myself from you? I love you!

Although I'm not the best son in the world, and you're not the man who I thought you was, I want you to be a Father to me, let's forget everything what's happen between us and let's go further as Father and Son, together against the world.

Although when I was a kid, I needed you, can't go back and tell that kid, that Papi will not come to live with him anymore. 

Keep your reasons for you, only God knows the Truth.

There is time for us, there's always be time. Just let me love you 'til you learn enough about love.

Still though on me?

Isn't enough that I'm scared? Scared of you, 'cause a man hurted his son, and that kid is frightened 'cause the man who thought will care and protect him from danger, was the danger in person.

I'm conscious about everything that you went trough.

And don't lie to me sayin' that I don't.

Papi and Mami almost always discussing, a divorce, a hard Dad, a though teenage, wanted to be enough rude for you, went to War, fell in love about your very first wife, disappointed, six more marriages and nothing, lose your faith in love, but this never lose the faith on you.

Blessed with two kids, but one was the man that you always wanted, you wanted the man for teaching him everything he needs to know about the world, keep him safe from the shitty world you had to live on; but it didn't happen as you wanted, destiny was written, and because of you, but not exactly you, it was your demons, the scars of a hard life.

And the most impressive thing was that you fighted, you fighted for that man and his sister, wanted them, because beyond your pride, there was love for that little man and his sister.

Now, time had go on, and that little man isn't little anymore, is a young man, with great qualities and defects, is now a great representation of what you don't want to see in you, but at the same time is the man that you'll always be proud of, 'cause he is the man you always wanted to be, just a good man.

So, why you still so hard on me?

Amor perdido.

¿Y mi amor?

¿Dónde estás amor?

Todo me pareció un sueño, y desperté en un lugar vacío, sin emociones, sin sentimientos, frío y lleno de tristeza; Ilógico.

Una voz dentro de mí, me dice que vuelva, que ya es hora; que me necesita para cumplir su voluntad, quiero creer que es el Espíritu Santo.

¡Ya no más! 

Ya no quiero llenar mi frío cuerpo con amor falso y comprado.

Quiero sentir la calidez de un cuerpo lleno de amor, lleno de alegría y de paz.

La vida es Karma, "Todo da vueltas" por eso trata a los demás como te gustaría ser tratado; El hijo del hombre lo sabía muy bien.

Somos parte de un gran Todo.

El universo, algo tan paradójico.

¿Dónde estoy? ¿De dónde vengo? ¿A dónde voy?

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Estoy confundido.

Y creo; que me perdí en el mundo, otra vez.