I left my eyes closed with false securities to survive this storm I'm not ready for your real projection The rain continues to fall heavily on my skin each drop is an awakening impulse All my senses come together in a negative force and my blood runs through a fragile organism Dissociated from my own reason Trapped in a painful endurance Because of my mistaken beliefs I contract every nerve every thunder reveals the frightening landscape That you left in me I swept my nature away from the uneven flow in which I found space between violence and ignorance Dissociated from my own reason trapped in painful endurance All of my mistaken beliefs are penetrating through the fractures of my mind But your anger tears apart every element of this mild climate to persist in the memory of an abandonment that I forced both of us to take. Even if this storm is about to end I would have preferred to live in a quiet desolation Because only in the remorse of my inability I could open these eyes pounded by the rain of your pain (To see the new image of yourself)