Dec 31, 2003 17:04
again one died.
one kid who saw his father killed during the years of the dictatorship in Chile
one person who never got over all the pain caused by those years
one human being who couldn't understand why
a person just like me, with the same kind of memories.
with the same fear in the heart, with the same shadow which is always here, right beside me
reminding me "you will never be able to talk or think about this things without it hurting so much".
how did that person died?
he killed himself.
just like I've wanted to do for so mane times, when the pain gets so big it's almost impossible to carry.
and one day I think I'll get tired enough.