Malo

ANÁLISIS | SIGNIFICADO

On a chilly night filled with the aroma of snuff and cheap gin, I find myself navigating fear while hiding my crossed fingers behind the door. The once handsome face of your child has vanished, as time devours your veins and your macho insecurities are reflected in my tearful eyes every day.

Once again, I plead for a respite, for I am weary and my heart cannot bear the weight. Please, my love, do not raise your voice, the children slumber peacefully.

I will rise like fire, igniting your steel-like grip and enduring the pain to collect the scars upon my cheek.

Oh, how misguided you are, clinging to your misguided beliefs of superiority over women. The day turns bleak in your presence, and only when you depart does the sun dare to shine again. My heart, burdened with penitence, is forced to swallow the bitter pill with each passing moment.

Once more, I implore you to relent, for I am exhausted and my heart grows heavy with each rejection. Please, my love, keep your voice down, let the children rest undisturbed.

I will blaze like fire, engulfing your unyielding fist and bravely bearing the marks of your cruelty.

You may be bad, but I do not wish to inflict harm upon you. You may be foolish, but do not underestimate the strength of women.

I will rise like fire, burning away the remnants of your hold, embracing the wounds on my cheek as a reminder of my resilience.

In the end, you are the one who is truly lost, trapped in a cycle of weakness and misguided beliefs. I light a cigarette, missing you, yet consumed by the smoke that lingers in my wounded heart.

You may be bad, but you are not beyond redemption. You may be foolish, but you are not superior to anyone. You may be weak, but you do not hold power over me or any other.

So, to you, the one who falters and falls, the one who hurts and struggles, remember that in the end, it is your own darkness you must confront. Embrace the light, embrace the truth, and emerge from the shadows of your own making.