For fearing rejection I made myself all yours For fearing loneliness I attached myself to you Now, I fear the emptiness the one that comes from this deceit. Now, I feel the unhappiness the sorrow dripping down my chin. All of this fear is coming from within From not believing in me from not fulfilling…
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Bipolar is my heart the duality of life for you that left me hanging to free fall into your arms. Oh love! Once more How far can I go? For your surface is so rough yet your stillness is my home. By Carolina Gonzalez – (Carolina Portilla Garcés) #carolinaswords Frisco, TX. – November 4th, 2017…
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I cannot cry any more tears my entire body is suffocating my mind my breathing is hollow my vision is blurry I wish I could cry I am tired of screaming I can not keep on fighting the same old fight I am exhausted and mortified Perhaps I have not found my space perhaps I…
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Disheveled I did find you on the corner of our street staring at the floor playing with the dirt on your feet. Days must have gone by, for your skin revealed a journey, since I left you, with the others, on the other side of that corner. And I wanted you to be there in…
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Sin encontrar respuesta alguna me quedé mirando tus ojos mientras la infinidad absurda de las preguntas me contestó en el silencio que tus palabras eran vacías y nuestro universo algo confuso. Aún así, te pregunté otra vez y una vez más me quedé escuchando al silencio. Por Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) #carolinaswords 2017
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Si el tiempo me diese alas sería vuelo eterno a tu orilla con paciencia te miraría con intriga te detallaría. El roce suave, el candor, la armonía, el cielo entero estaría a mis rodillas pidiéndome, por favor, que comparta mis ojos, mi vida, mi alegría. Si el tiempo me diese alas sería vuelo eterno a…
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I have spent some Fridays dancing on the dance floor and some other Fridays dancing inside my head. By Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) Friday, June 16th, 2018 – 2:35 am Frisco, Texas.
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Do you know all that I know or do you know what I don’t know? Either way, I know you know that my mind is not full of nog; because… you know… I really know some stuff that you might not know; but perhaps you should know. So… Now you know that I know that…
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Camino… Entre ideas tejidas con tallos espinosos, con rosas en el vientre y girasoles en los ojos… Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) Colombia – 1999 – #carolinaswords
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Boom Cataplum! Sólo se escuchó un estruendo… silencio absoluto de terror. Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) Colombia – 1999 – #carolinaswords
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“Sadness might be a symptom, a signal of some sort; but above all, it is a reflection of how vulnerable you have become” Carolina Gonzalez – June 2016 – © (Carolina Portilla Garcés) #carolinaswords
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I could be seating next to you and listen to you breathe while my heart skips a bit just because you are near. By Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) #carolinaswords Texas – 2017
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