Tonight
it sits like a stone in my stomach
Life
How vulnerable I am
How I will eventually
perish
The love the friendships
I have given away
for nothing
I have made myself physically strong
I have made myself mentally strong
but it’s never good enough
for the beast lurking
around the corner
never
I always try to make myself better
tomorrow
than I am today
but I just don’t know if it’s
enough
when it matters
Because all of the things that
fuck with me I can’t put
into my pocket
it’s there in my eyes
burning in my chest
painted all over my face
and I don’t give a piss
what anybody thinks
this is me
against myself
today tomorrow
always
yet after all the time the work
the mistakes the fights
the failures and triumphs
when I have never been more in a position to be
certain of myself
secure and confident
in what I’ve done am doing
who I am
all that I am is scared
tonight
it sits like a stone in my stomach
life
and I breathe
and I breathe
and I have never been more in love
with breathing.
hernanjmonzon.com 
**applauds** Breathe deeply, Hernan!
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Thank you, Skye! I’m trying.
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You are awesome! Don’t doubt that ever. If you ever need a friend, I am here! 🙂
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That is much appreciated.
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i remember one time i shocked my friend with a question : what is it about life that makes you want to preserve it so much?
the question actually went for my self 🙂
i suppose i just need to breathe
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I have asked myself that many times and I always have the same answer: I love feeling.
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somehow it got me an idea : i think i will end my life at 75 , got to explore that feeling to start writing about it. But depth always freaks me out, i stopped so many times before i even start to write.
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I would be lucky to make it to 75. I’ll end my life when I’m suffering more than living.
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Awesome, raw and honest, great piece!
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Thank you!
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Beautiful ending!
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Thank you, Billie.
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