Pero hay cosas peores que los monstruos,
Como los silencios largos y los rostros borrosos
Y es el miedo que no tiene forma ni nombre,
Es la duda que se cuela inoportunamente en los sueños.

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Porque no es culpa suya, lo sé,
ellos no tienen el peso de lo que sientes,
esa duda que se cuela lentamente y te paralizas
Como el vacío que deja inerte en lo que piensas.

Así que abraza a tus monstruos, sin temor,
Son solo espejos de lo que llevas dentro,
Convirtámonos en aliados, y nos,
toparemos con la paz que buscamos..

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Jorge Rodríguez Medina(@siondaba)

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Gracias por su visita y leer. Hasta la próxima.

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English Version

“Knowing your shadows, the monsters will help you find the way”

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The Ever-Present Monsters...

There are always monsters lurking,
They walk slowly, without gasping,
Hiding under the bed or in the closet,
You know they’re there, where your eyes can reach.

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You see them at every step,
in the reflection of a translucent window.
They don’t seek you out, nor do they call,
they just exist, moving to the rhythm of your steps.

They become sentinels, faithful shadows of your journey,
With bright eyes and sharp claws.
They don’t hide their nature or their wings,
They show themselves as they are, without disguise.

But there are things worse than monsters,
like long silences and blurred faces.
And it’s the fear with no shape or name,
the doubt that slips into your dreams uninvited.

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Because it’s not their fault, I know,
they don’t carry the weight of what you feel,
that doubt slipping in, leaving you paralyzed,
like the emptiness that leaves your thoughts still.

So embrace your monsters, without fear,
They are merely mirrors of what you hold inside.
Let’s make them allies, and together,
we’ll stumble upon the peace we seek.

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Jorge Rodríguez Medina(@siondaba)

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Thank you for your visit and reading. Until next time.

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