Impossible
Impossible Days Arrive
Impossible days arrive,
my foolish mind insists
on believing something good will come,
but only tears and pain remain,
becoming a refuge,
a pit I throw myself into,
without escape, without progress.
It's only a matter of time,
my mind, not so foolish after all,
realizes the truth:
everything is still as bad
and reality cannot change,
no matter how much I wish it.
So I ask myself:
Why not try again,
deceive this fragile mind
and tell it better days are coming?
That everything lies in a perfect future,
a future that will grant me
everything I long for.
But the days pass, months pass,
years that are not the future
slip by, and nothing happens,
nothing changes,
nothing arrives.
I must do something,
something to transform my life,
my reality.
Could it be learning something new,
taking a step toward another place?
But that requires time,
futures stretched out
on an unreachable horizon.
And if I think this way,
I will lose everything.
Then, where can I find the strength,
the spark to ignite change,
to transform the present
and open the door
to a different tomorrow?
There lies the secret:
changing the now,
planting in this moment
the seed of a better destiny.