My chest

Come back to the mirror, not coming back to the years behind,
My chest is buying trash, how that?
i felt it when you silent your sorries, i felt it when i spoke a lie,
i felt it slowly like a bite
Back to my mirror, is it me again with this?
weight and bags, i tried to leave them back, but it wasnt trash,
how that, if i supossed to clean inside?

centimeters and frustrations are running back for my back,
my shoulder kepts too long your kiss, that one you gave my by the train.
Years of behavior, years of lies, if i come again to my seven years,
would i see the same picture?

About love, about money, about feels, about what now i can not talk,
it is too negative to be honest?
Histories running down for my arms, my hands can not fix all them, it´s a fast river inside of my body
Stop, stop, my stomach start to speak!
i lift my chest, i start again.
it is about breathing? cause i can not breathe
sharp, down, hurts,
me?

"Its about to create stories, he said, its about to love".
Im comming back to my fifteen, or maybe til yesterday, do you still love me?
can you give me your hand and trow away the gump?
Say sorry, even if you don´t feel it, say i´m sorry cause you should.
again, 3 am, waiting for something, no one is coming.
the windows sounded, cause the door was broken, is it him or the cat?
was him, tears.

Come back to the mirror, 2018, im still that one?
i saw that you open the badroom door
he looked at me, like im a sweet piece of cake, does he loves me?
i guess yes, like a guess all my life,
come back to the mirror, this time with myself, nacked, free, completely alone with the summer sounds,
i looked two times, first from the front, second from the side.
hey, you are a grow on plant with sweets fruits, now i can not remember the past years.
glases bloken over the floor, the kitchen empty and your hands strong, the dogs outside, the sounds, the little kids,
im so sorry for this, im so sorry for the bad times, the lies, the bad mood...
This is me out of the light, when the shadows fade away and i can go alone,
to me, to the same mirror...
My chest lifted, im breathing, im alive.