I feel,
as if I had come out of the water.
After months of drowning.
I was a castaway.
I feel like I’m popping up
Out of my lungs
the water.
As if I were breathing
For the first time.
As if you were opening your eyes
And seeing,
for the first time.
I feel that I am starting to live again … indeed,
I feel that this is the first time that I have lived.
That I am becoming the man,
that I’ve always wanted to be.
And the bullshit, no, I don’t do it anymore.
I resurfaced …
I feel my breath,
I realize
to be alive.
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