Inima ta moare,dar tu pentru ce mai existi?

Cind inima ta moare inaintea ta,mai bine mori tu primul!!

Poti sa mergi pe strada,sa stai la scoala,sa faci cumparaturi si multe lucruri poti sa faci intr-o lume ” fara inimi”.Oriunde si oricind poti sa traiesi in asta lume.Cind faci orice lucru elementar si nu simti absolut nimic.Inima ta a murit astazi,iar tu continui sa  fi purtat zi de zi de un rasarit si apus care v-a veni,si nu stii de ce mai vine.Si traiesti pentru ca asa ai auzit ca se face,maninci ca stii ca poti sa iti fie rau,si te culci ca asa se cuvine.Insa deja nimic nu mai are rost,pe ziua de astazi si cea de miine.Esti mort si nu pe jumatate,dar esti mort.

Ce poti sa fii tu ,fara inima ?! Un trup fara simturi,fara nici macar un fior de atractie la fiecare pas facut.Nu poti sa ierti,sa privesti cu dragoste un indragostit si un copilas,cel mai mult nu ai cum sa iubesti.Si foarte simplu,uiti de miciile minuni ale zimbetului,ale lacrimii si ale sufletului.Respiri dar nu existi,caci nu lasi urme pe pamintul inimii cuiva.Esti invizibil,un punct care isi indeplineste datoria,si notiunea de ” om fals” sau “om fara inima”.

Niciodata nu vei intelege,de ce mai traiesti si de ce stai linga un foc daca nu te incalzesti,probabil poti inca sa fii ars si cenusa ta sa ramina in pamint,caci esti pamint doar indeplinesti alte functii atunci cind te numesti un om fara inima..Insa in orice moment poti sa iti trezesti inima si sa reactionezi altfel,la orice comunicare de a ta,caci inima mereu are speranta reinvierii..

 

Published by daianapirgaru

Hello, there! My name is Diana. I am from the Republic of Moldova. Moved to the United States in 2016, and started from the beginning. I was born to inhale words instead of air, to have ink instead of blood, to live thousands of years everything people live in a moment. Since I remember myself, I had this deep connection with the moon, autumn, and woods. I was the sensitive child in the family or the weirdest one. I discovered my passion at an early age, but my wings were broken since I was in high school. Didn't stop flying. Moved to another planet, where I had to learn English from the beginning. I am an overexcited person who adores words and struggles with grammar. I write gritty short stories, novels, and poems, holidays articles, etc. Besides that, I am a student and a MOM.

2 thoughts on “Inima ta moare,dar tu pentru ce mai existi?

  1. “Niciodata nu vei intelege,de ce mai traiesti si de ce stai linga un foc daca nu te incalzesti,probabil poti inca sa fii ars si cenusa ta sa ramina in pamint,caci esti pamint doar indeplinesti alte functii atunci cind te numesti un om fara inima.”
    Prea genial<3

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