Shipwrecks
- Xana
- Mar 31, 2021
- 1 min read
<< I am devastated, I burned the ships trying to return, I left them stationed on the shore, supplicating, fearful. I risked my life and push away hope and fear.
In the uncertainty, I tried to resume my return, but my body prevented my departure.
What have I done? I forgot that I am only human, not immortal or goddess.
I wish I was, an imagined heroine, one of those who are not wrong, who do not succumb,
I'd not be moved, nor would I feel guilty, for she would have done what was expected, "be perfect."
I don't know who I am, I don't know who I love, I don't know where I'm going, I don't know if I found myself or lost myself even more.
This is a shipwreck, no ships, no shore, no sea, without time or space >>
I named Jimena, preserve me God from punishment
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