Half

Half

That the force of fear I have

don't stop me from seeing what I long for

that the death of everything I believe

don't cover my ears and mouth

for half of me is what I scream

the other half is silence

That the music I hear in the distance

be beautiful yet sadness

May the woman I love be forever loved

even distant

because half of me is broken

the other half is homesick.

Do you want the words I speak

not heard as a prayer or repeated with fervor

just respected as the only thing

that remains for a man flooded with feelings

for half of me is what I hear

the other half is what I call

That my desire to go away

become the calm and peace I deserve

that the tension that erodes me inside

be a rewarded day

because half of me is what I think

the other half a volcano

May the fear of loneliness fade away

and living with myself becomes at least bearable

may the mirror reflect my face in a sweet smile

that I remember giving in childhood

for half of me is the memory of what I was

the other half don't know

That it takes no more than a simple joy

to make me quiet the spirit

and may your silence speak to me more and more

for half of me is shelter

the other half is tiredness

May art point me to an answer

even if she doesn't know herself

and no one tries to complicate it

because it takes simplicity to make it flourish

because half of me is an audience

The other half is song.

May my madness be forgiven

because half of me is love

and the other half too