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I would fly away.

I thought I had the strength to write about today, and instead, as soon as I sat at the computer and open the Word file, I went for inspiration.
Perhaps because there is silence, for my continuing to speak and leave no room for my thoughts of flying. I need to fly, yes.
Perhaps because my heart hurts so bad that I would write only for him, for my heart, to redeem him from this pain.
I have no desire to do anything, not even to eat, I do not have the strength to do anything, I sleep all day, go to sleep early - if I may say so because the two are in bed - and wake up at sixteen.
not even know what to say. I have this empty that fills me, I closed my mouth, screaming in his ears and closes his eyes.
I would like to save. Flying high. Via. A gull and then off on the water, toward the sun, the moon, reach the horizon, become a party. Fly away.