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Éste escrito se me ocurrió pensando en los nervios que me quita el café.
This writing occurred to me thinking about the nerves that coffee takes from me.
El tic de la pierna vuelve,
me sonríe impaciente.
Es un espasmo de la mente,
y es lo único que se siente.
Detente.
No tienes que correr.
Nadie te persigue.
Ni la culpa tiene fuerzas
de montarte cacería.
En los sueños no aparece,
ni en el espejo te vigila.
Eres tu, y tus susurros
a los que llamas pensamientos,
y tu instinto de impostor,
que sonríe a sus adentros.
No estas compitiendo
a ver quien triunfa más
porque no existe el perfecto,
sino el que se equivoca menos
y aguanta la presión
y el hedor del fracaso,
que aunque enseñe mucho,
no lo quieres a tu lado.
La calma se esconde
en la niebla de tus dudas,
batería en su linterna no tiene
y sus gritos no escuchas.
Pero ahí estará sonriente,
cuando vayas a comer,
luego que dejes de correr
esa carrera que no existe.
The leg tic returns,
he smiles at me impatiently.
It's a spasm of the mind
And it's the only thing you feel
Stop.
You don't have to run.
Nobody chases you.
Not even guilt has strength
to hunt you down.
In dreams it does not appear,
nor in the mirror watches you.
It's you, and your whispers
those you call thoughts,
and your impostor instinct,
that smiles to himself.
You are not competing
to see who triumphs more
because there is no perfect,
but the one who makes the least mistakes
and hold the pressure
and the stench of failure
that although it teach you a lot,
you don't want him by your side.
The calm hides
in the fog of your doubts,
There is no battery in his flashlight,
and you don't hear his screams.
But there he will be smiling
when you go to eat,
then you stop running
that race that does not exist.
Cada escrito que voy a compartir simboliza algo que he sentido en un momento específico de mi historia, y es el proceso de poder explicarlo en palabras, para poder estudiarlo en un futuro y entenderme mejor.
Each writing that I am going to share symbolizes something that I have felt at a specific moment in my history, and it is the process of being able to explain it in words, to be able to study it in the future and understand myself better.
Espero que éste texto les guste y les haga pensar en partes iguales.
I hope you like this text and make you think in equal parts.