Es inevitable este sentimiento …
He tratado de olvidarlo, borrarlo, perderlo
pero es inevitable …

Es inevitable este sentimiento …
He tratado de olvidarlo, borrarlo, perderlo
pero es inevitable …
Happiness is a reaction for some it is a state of mind but for me is the opposite of sadness and sadness is what I have. Written by Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) CarolinasWords May 25th 2019
Read MoreAll there is is what it was for this moment finds its roots in the past and now the rain is absent dryness is all around. All there is is what it was for the present finds itself standing still longing for the essence wanting to turn around. All there is is what it was…
Read MoreDisheveled 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…
Read More“Dwelling on hurtful emotions can be a sign of weakness; but not dwelling on them would be a total mistake. For one must find the reasons for those emotions, and understand why it hurts, why the pain”. Carolina Gonzalez – June 2016 – © (Carolina Portilla Garcés) #carolinaswords
Read More“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
Read MoreSome nights I just can’t fall asleep. Even if I am tired my eyes are closing down and my lips are already dry I just can’t fall asleep. As every minute takes its course as the night grows quieter and my breathing becomes passive… I can’t seem to just be free. There is just too…
Read MoreCon todos estos temores que venís cargando a tus espaldas habés dejado de mirar al cielo y te habés convertido en la sombra que cobija tus propios sueños. Con la vista hacia el suelo por el peso inmenso de tus mismos miedos caminas lento y sin mucho empeño y el poco avanzar te ha dejado…
Read More“Believe me, my dear” He said believed him, indeed, she did and now she can not blame him instead as the reason for her dismay. By Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) Frisco, Texas – July 2016 #carolinaswords
Read MoreA heavy bag of emotions it’s all that I have at hand. A heavy bag of intentions it’s what you seem to have. Perhaps together we can share the load, perhaps together we can carry it all, walking side by side, we could reach the wall, the one where we could just toss it over…
Read MoreCrying in desperation while trying to erase the sings she stood in the corner of the room pressing over her eyes. The visions that carried the anguish with power, magnified the fears and the fears overshadowed her mind while her tears rolled down endlessly. Her throat felt tight and the air felt thick…
Read MoreThe sharp edges of your letters made my heart bleed and wonder: how come you said you loved me and now I had been left alone to ponder? By Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) August 1st, 2016 © #carolinaswords
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