Diseases of the Soul
It is a fact, a reality, a feeling, it is a sorrow, a suffering, it is a weeping that puts on a mask of silence, a closed door that will never open.
Just as the lips that want to say something, but that do not allow a word to come out. It is the feeling that plays with the coldness and the warmth. What is this condition that inhibits the soul and takes her not only to depression, but to the madness of a slow agony?
Who can liberate the one who has fallen down in the trap? It is easier to be free of the claws of a lion than of the mouth of the shark.
What is this that weighs so much , even more than the world? What is this but a sinister path, where we may advance but we will never reach the destination?
What is this that can embitter the pleasure and give a death blow to love? What can be so bad, so sinister, so unbearable? Well, I present her to you, who can she be but the Frustration.
Just as the lips that want to say something, but that do not allow a word to come out. It is the feeling that plays with the coldness and the warmth. What is this condition that inhibits the soul and takes her not only to depression, but to the madness of a slow agony?
Who can liberate the one who has fallen down in the trap? It is easier to be free of the claws of a lion than of the mouth of the shark.
What is this that weighs so much , even more than the world? What is this but a sinister path, where we may advance but we will never reach the destination?
What is this that can embitter the pleasure and give a death blow to love? What can be so bad, so sinister, so unbearable? Well, I present her to you, who can she be but the Frustration.
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Well written article.
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