Poetic essay ...

I would like to take advantage that this is a free topic assignment to delight my dear readers (although probably Rodrigo, my English teacher, is my only reader) with some fragments of a poetic essay titled “Overcome the lost”.

It can’t be; the overwhelming pain since the first moment in which the reason of “it’s no longer there” crosses your mind, however, pain has stages, and it goes placing them in your mind, your body, and your

soul.

First we acknowledge the pain of doubt, the doubt of the lost, and this is also the first loss, of a number of vital signs of where the balance of life used to live. Tend to build stairs and paths, where we know we can cross every day, they are the pillars of our life, the building of certainties, and these are unbreakable. Sometimes it doesn’t. An unexplained phenomenon takes certainty, giving place to a shadowing doubt, that denies something of life, stealing something so yours as the air, your pillar, your path, your stair, that one that lets you cross the sad valleys without touching the ground. Certainty and doubt play in every corner of the room and sometimes they get together to build world wars in your mind, where everyone ends injured, and the one who wins never reaches what he had before.

The next stage is the reason of the meaningless past, now you know where “the lost object” is, and the pain is that it won’t come back…

“To get over the lost” is as changeable as the perceptions of people in front of an abstract painting, what is to overcome; surely every being should be able to explain. I do not know if you can “overcome”, “get over it”, but surely one can keep on living after having lost.