She sits at home, alone. Dinner has been served & put away twice. The flowers have begun to die & lost their smell. Cigarette smoke perfumes & blurs the room, she is not a smoker, but has become. A bottle of wine awaits the last sip. Her hands shake & air is not enough. Hollow is the space where her heart use to beat, its been taken. She stares at the sunset beyond her window, she watches as the mountains cover the only light left. The room is dark now & her company of shadows have left. She prefers it like this, no witnesses to claim her madness. Earlier she made up the bed, washed the sheets & sprayed them with her favorite scent. Took a short bath, brushed her hair, & carefully chose the music & her underwear. She was filled with visions of a soon to be forgotten dream. She is mad. She's angry. Her heartache has consumed her soul. But, still for some unexplainable reason she has faith that tomorrow will not resemble today. So she waits, & she waits, & can't do much more than wait. The wind rushes past her & for the first time she hates it. She hates the beauty that surrounds her, for she can't share it with the thief that’s turned her skin into a forsaken land. Her body is tired & carries the load of time. She's melting, she wants to sleep & hopefully forget. Tears come & stop & begin again. She wants to scream, a deafening scream to release this pain, it does her no justice. Every star that appears in the sky, a dagger counting time. She fears not surviving the night. She has become a ghost in her own home. She stares in the mirror, she is a blinding beauty, full of grace & passion, chaotically crazy, ever too sensitive. Fragile as the flower she crushes & strong as the hand that destroys it… SHE IS A WOMAN. She lays naked on the bed, embraces herself, whispers, "tonight we'll be fine" repeats, "I promise, we'll be fine". She searches for courage in the secret places where she's found it before, it has deserted her. And in the punishing silence of a lost battle she finally succumbs and with no more strength left, through tears she laughs & says... “I've loved, I've loved”. 2008.

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ナタリア・コルドバ・バックリーのインスタグラム(yosoycordova) - 12月16日 06時44分


She sits at home, alone.
Dinner has been served & put away twice.
The flowers have begun to die & lost their smell. Cigarette smoke perfumes & blurs the room, she is not a smoker, but has become.
A bottle of wine awaits the last sip.
Her hands shake & air is not enough.
Hollow is the space where her heart use to beat, its been taken.
She stares at the sunset beyond her window, she watches as the mountains cover the only light left.
The room is dark now & her company of shadows have left.
She prefers it like this, no witnesses to claim her madness.
Earlier she made up the bed, washed the sheets & sprayed them with her favorite scent.
Took a short bath, brushed her hair, & carefully chose the music & her underwear.
She was filled with visions of a soon to be forgotten dream.
She is mad. She's angry. Her heartache has consumed her soul.
But, still for some unexplainable reason she has faith that tomorrow will not resemble today.
So she waits, & she waits, & can't do much more than wait.
The wind rushes past her & for the first time she hates it.
She hates the beauty that surrounds her, for she can't share it with the thief that’s turned her skin into a forsaken land.
Her body is tired & carries the load of time.
She's melting, she wants to sleep & hopefully forget. Tears come & stop & begin again.
She wants to scream, a deafening scream to release this pain, it does her no justice.
Every star that appears in the sky, a dagger counting time.
She fears not surviving the night.
She has become a ghost in her own home.
She stares in the mirror, she is a blinding beauty, full of grace & passion, chaotically crazy, ever too sensitive.

Fragile as the flower she crushes & strong as the hand that destroys it… SHE IS A WOMAN.

She lays naked on the bed, embraces herself, whispers, "tonight we'll be fine" repeats,
"I promise, we'll be fine".
She searches for courage in the secret places where she's found it before, it has deserted her.

And in the punishing silence of a lost battle she finally succumbs and with no more strength left, through tears she laughs & says...
“I've loved, I've loved”.
2008.


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