Desembre

When the anguish burns you inside
and life slips through your hands.
When the melancholy suffocates me
watching the days go by
without leaving any sign.

When there's no desire left to laugh
and often I find myself distracted.
When swallowing saliva is hard
as if a tight fist
had my heart strangled.
...I don't want to fall into the hole.

Towards December
glacier in my belly.
Hidden in the darkness
there's always a crack of light.

If I wanted to scream and tear my throat
and trying it made me choke.
When everything has been frightening for days,
and I'm not even half
of who I used to be.

I want to look up and not see any sky
full of reasons clouding my mind.
I just want to see the sun rise in the morning
and feel the warmth on my skin.
...To fill every moment.

Towards December
glacier in my belly.
Hidden in the darkness
there's always a crack of light.