sexta-feira, 13 de maio de 2022

open letter to daddy

 let find our destiny

now, always and forever

our spiritual origin

the deep love

that falls in our chests


tell me, daddy

why did I never learn to love?

why everything you taught me 

was about suffering?

I hid in that inner castle you put me in 

Since the day my mother died

I talked to the walls

I listened to the silence

and it made me deaf


all the reality that we live in, daddy

it's a fake thing

we are lost beings in our sins

and we never know how it began


one thing i can tell you, daddy

this is goodbye

a goodbye from someone who doesn't exist

a farewell from someone who doesn't know the world

a farewell from someone who doesn't know speech


who is bela mcdowell

     i am a young unknown writer, forever (not young but uknown only, sadly). bela like the king of the magyars and the sweet princess, a mix of feelings and identity.

open letter to daddy

 let find our destiny now, always and forever our spiritual origin the deep love that falls in our chests tell me, daddy why did I never lea...