I don’t feel better, something inside me doesn’t  let me live and i have this feeling so close to death than I already give it my hand.
Don’t  matter if I  enter, go out or stayed in bed, anything makes me go down.
Physical strength has gone, my mental capacity is declining for days, headache does not allow me think, not even open my eyes.
So I write less, because each time I am less alive.
Energy, what I have spoken about in other posts, is going out from me, to join with the enthusiasm and hope that left me long time.
And now life is what is leaving me.


No me siento mejor, algo dentro de mí no me deja vivir y la sensación tan cercana de la muerte, que ya le doy la mano. Da igual que entre, salga, o me quedé en la cama, el mínimo peso me hace bajar hasta el fondo.
La fuerza física se ha ido, mi capacidad mental va disminuyendo por días, el dolor de cabeza no me permite pensar, apenas ni abrir los ojos.
Por eso escribo menos, porque cada vez estoy menos viva.
La energía de la que yo tanto he hablado se está yendo de mí, para unirse a la ilusión y la esperanza que me abandonaron hace ya.
Y ahora es la vida la que me está dejando.

– by Dreams’Espe
21/06/2016

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