Living in Fog

I was living in fog
When there was an opportunity to be in the same place with the sunlight, I ran away
How dare I share space with the sun?
I can’t smile anymore
I made a pact with my sorrow and promised that we would never be apart
Can you imagine me happy?
I cannot
I’m not a traitor
I can’t possibly look for joy
I don’t know how

Angelica Flores

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