Your black zones

There are in you these black zones. There, where you hide your shades. Those which reinforce you or encumber you. All these things which attack you. You dark or you battles. These hatreds, these fears which push like undergrowth. To hide you, to protect you where that you go. I then any more to follow you, I am not any more size. The large white wall of your life bored. Many holes in which I tremble to engulf me. To face your faults. They cracked our old days, basked in the sun our complicity. We entered the half-light. Each one on our side. Living with mine, I felt the weight of your shades. You were closed again as I did. We saw our life melting. The daily newspaper narrowed to become a small whole nothing. Vis-a-vis the large wall of your life, I see nothing any more but black holes as deep as mine. We will not be able any more to answer us. Thus we were to pose the last point. I would never have thought that we would be able from there to mope. We are without a future. All is always written, the evil and the good. You told me. You repeated it to me. I could not believe in it. But, today in the black. I understand that the destiny is a form of truth. To accept it, it was necessary that I go until despair. To see you you going from there. You left me that in heritage. Did I really become wiser?