Nobel

I'm looking for the Nobel of mood swings, growling like a dog at the hand on my shoulder and hugging with the breaking of their ribs because I am shivering.

I defeat the competition that gets off the roller coaster. There is no containment for my up and down that kisses you while you spill blood from your lips. 

Forget it, this is not torture, it is an asylum and the exit door is a wall that we have built.

Abandon the idea that pills and solutions have the impression of happy faces. I already have the speech ready, I regret to warn that the tears dry in the shyness of the day. Hold on until the night that I don't sleep since my pillow suffocates.

Come closer, we do not bite, we only destroy with everything that is left in our little finger. I return the faith to you half price if you give me from your cup that spills energy.

I would give you the Nobel I accepted yesterday at noon but I don't think you would know what to do with it. 

Let me tell you that today is not our day and less will be when we don't see each other.

T.A.