The chaos could be quite annoying;
but it is in this chaos where I find my voice,
a timid construction of emotions
that frees itself from my control.
Silence can be in absence
when I devour what gives me life:
screams of beauty and ugly lines
that give me pleasure from time to time.
There is no quiet mind
when fear escapes my mind
and forces me to survive,
to surrender and revive
all that is not meant
to remain forever calm.
By Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés)
February 26th, 2015