Desembre
Quan l'angoixa et cremi per dintre
i la vida et fugi de les mans.
Quan m'ofegui la melangia
veient com passen els dies
sense deixar cap senyal.
Quan no quedi esma per riure
i sovint em trobi dissipat.
Quan costi empassar la saliva
com si un puny ben apretat
tingues el meu cor escanyat.
...No vull caure al forat.
Cap al desembre
glaç al meu ventre.
Amagada a la foscor
sempre hi ha una escletxa de claror.
Si he volgut cridar i esgolar-me
i en provar-ho m'he ennuegat.
Quan fa dies que tot espanta,
i no sóc ni la meitat
d'aquell que un dia havia estat.
Vull mirar cap amunt i no veure cap cel
de raons que m'entelen el seny.
Només vull veure com surt el sol al matí
i sentir com m'escalfa la pell.
...Omplir cada moment.
Cap al desembre
glaç al meu ventre.
Amagada a la foscor
sempre hi ha una escletxa de claror.
December
When the anguish burns you inside
and life slips through your hands.
When the melancholy suffocates me
watching the days go by
without leaving any sign.
When there's no desire left to laugh
and often I find myself distracted.
When swallowing saliva is hard
as if a tight fist
had my heart strangled.
...I don't want to fall into the hole.
Towards December
glacier in my belly.
Hidden in the darkness
there's always a crack of light.
If I wanted to scream and tear my throat
and trying it made me choke.
When everything has been frightening for days,
and I'm not even half
of who I used to be.
I want to look up and not see any sky
full of reasons clouding my mind.
I just want to see the sun rise in the morning
and feel the warmth on my skin.
...To fill every moment.
Towards December
glacier in my belly.
Hidden in the darkness
there's always a crack of light.