Esti

Hiiii, sorry if they don't always make a lot of sense but English is not my native language.

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Esti

Hiiii, sorry if they don't always make a lot of sense but English is not my native language.

Writings

Followers

Following

Prison

Esti

1 min read

I've got a new prison roommate, I preferred the last one, he used to talk less. But now he's dead so...

-So... How was the other? Did he liked black as everyone here?

-Favourite colour? No idea. But his darkest secrets? Those I knew well...

That might be a lie, but truth isn't important here, just don't get caught lying.

-Have you already discovered mines?

-I don't think you have any as interestin...

Crime

You were always

Esti

1 min read

You were always there,

while mom was at work,

while my dad wasn't fair,

while I wouldn't touch a fork.

You were always for me,

while my friends stayed busy,

while my boyfriend "couldn't" be,

while I wasn't fancy.

You were always by my side,

while school was too much,

while they left because I cried,

while you weren't burned in church....

Poetry

When I was little or once a grown up.

Esti

1 min read

When I was little, I used to lay outside and reach my hands up to the sky above, convinced I could touch the great moving clouds if I just extended my arms a little further... Now, fourteen years later the before white sky is a bunch of gray tones with red spots covering every blue hole. The ashes and the smoke of the war, the daily remember of the ones dead because of bombs are the new reality. I...

Living ghost

Esti

1 min read

Everyone sees it, almost everyday but, incredibly none seems to notice, like a living ghost. There's this graffiti in the main road of my city, I've never heard anyone talk about it, they probably won't know what it looks like, but I'm sure they know it exists. Meanwhile I go every morning, 4 o'clock, when none is up so I can work on it all by myself. I like doing it slowly, if they care it'll be ...