I Injured My Ankle How Do I Strengthen It

Valdi.

Hope lately, it gets dark.
These cloudy days, ambivalent, become clear.
Everything is good,
bad omen.
My thoughts move to the rhythm of my head while walking.
My feet are moving towards some direction but my mind is static.
is pathetic, I know, my feet even know what they want this life.
... Sometimes I wonder if there will be someone else besides us and you can hear ourselves be madness.
... Sometimes I wonder if there will be someone wanting to give rather than receive, for a change.

I sometimes exasperating
So exasperating.

I ask.
I ask too much.
I'm always asking too much ...
But my mouth does not hold, open and yells at the sky, and inside, their most secret desires.

Will there be someone who can give me what I want, a part of what I need?

But in that heaven .... That
black, so dark ... A DAY LIKE ANY