Aquell matí em vaig llevar, no recordo on ni tan sols el temps que fa, i tot havia canviat.
Però jo no ho sabia, encara, i més m'hagués valgut no saber-ho mai.
El meu món era petit, però suficient, abans.
Deixà de ser-ho.
La meva vida, un cel particular, nul.la incertesa, dolça soledat;

' més tard, cau soterrat, previsibilitat maleïda, asfixiant aïllament.
Mai res no m'havia fet tanta falta.
Ni la sang que per les venes em corre no necessitava amb la mateixa urgència.
Mentre el dolor creixia, de sobte, aquell soroll estrepitós, insuportable.
Cridant, plorant, vaig córrer.

Era incapaç de sentir els meus crits, de segur esgarrifosos.
De sobte, l'abisme s'obrí sota els meus peus.
Morir, volia.
Recuperar el meu cau, la meva estimada soledat, els meus llimbs, la meva preuada illa.
I vaig caure.
Queia, sentint-me cada vegada més prop d'aquell horror, del meu propi dolor, del més terrorífic despertar dels meus sentits, tot just acabat de descobrir.
Ja no recordo quan va ser que vaig despertar aquell fatídic matí, aleshores salvador.
No recordo quan fa que estic caient, que caic, veient la fi més propera cada vegada però amb la incertesa de si mai arribarà.
Ara el dolor sembla no tenir límits.
El dolor i la por són tot el que sento.
Tinc por de caure per sempre.

That morning
I woke up,
I don't remember where it was , not either the weather
outside, and it had all changed.
But me , I didn't know it , yet ,
and it would have been better if I never knew .
My world was small, but big enough for me , before.
It stopped to be that way .
My life, a certain sky , it's over
The uncertainty , sweet loneliness.

Later , subterran hole,
cursed anticipation, sweltering isolation.
Never did I felt that much need for something.
Even blood were rushing through my veins
I didn't have that much need of it.
And the pain continued to grow , suddenly ,
this awfull uproar, unberable.
In tears I was screaming and started to run.

I wasn't able to hear my own screams,
surely terrifying.
Sudenly , the abyss appeared under my feet.
Die, that's what I wanted.
Find again my hole, my sweet loneliness, my limbo,
my precious island. And I felt.
I was falling, feeling closer and closer
to this horror , of my own pain,
of the more awful awakening of my senses,
that I was just discovering .
I don't remember exactly where I woke up
this fateful morning , redeemer at this moment.
I don't remember the exact moment since I fall
and I fall , seeing the end coming closer and closer
but in the uncertainty of knowing when it will finally come .
Now the pain seems to have no limits.
The pain and fear , that is all that I feel.
I fear of falling forever.