No Words

There are no words that can explain the finality I feel,
The finality that comes with the last breath you take,
The finality of knowing that the ground is too far away
and the dark sky is getting closer,
The finality of water covering your body, inch by inch
Until there are not more inches to fill,
and you are left forever in a silent grave.

There are no words that can give meaning to your feelings,
There’s no way to go back and going forward isn’t possible anymore,
You can only be there, in an infinite present outside of time,
Where only this finality exists and nothing more,
Where the tide never changes, where the sun never rises,
Where the horizon is nothing more than the tears your eyes shed,
Where the cycle it’s not one, because nothing happens,
nothing it’s repeated, you are just there, you are nothing, you are everything, you just are.
There are no words, there are no sounds, there are only feelings,
One feeling,
The feeling.
The one that says that everything is lost,
that you never had the chance to fix things,
that you are just a piece is this Universe’s morbid game.
You are nothing, you say nothing, you hear nothing, you just feel,
you feel all and nothing.
There are no words to ask for forgiveness, there’s no one to give it,
Words wouldn’t help, asking for forgiveness changes nothing,
But I’m asking it and I hope you’d understand,
Understand that the emptiness has become bigger than me,
That water has reached its limit and I couldn’t stop it,
That the silence of being and not being was too much.
That the way I took it’s the only end to this unending present I live in.
That I’m sorry but I can’t keep being sorry anymore.