The day was sunny, very different gray feeling that overwhelms us.
We locked eyes and we decided we would do best to leave unharmed, our spirit would not be bowed.
Holding hands, like the time you grabbed my finger and you stole my soul, went out to meet inevitable, to fight the devil himself who has a name.
We entered this cold place where your name is synonymous with tugging spoils of war. Logged
alone, talked again, I stated and enforceable.
You went strong, upright but inwardly vulnerable.
You waited to be alone with me in that busy street to release the air pressure, feelings, bitterness, pain, powerlessness.
And I held strong.
I wanted back to have you in my womb that were safer.
The path I is long, hard, but we both know we're going to power.
the other side there is hatred, a dark soul who just wants to frighten a sick head that only evil machine.
And part of a song playing in a bar in passing:
"To know that lawyers know little love
And that love inhibits the courts ... "
If at least motivate you love to commit so many follies, but no.
If you really love not cause much pain should I care who else is his daughter.
Thursday May 4, 2011, another hearing more and go ... ----------------------- ----------------------
I wrote this same day, with anger, rage, anger and pain.
Let your child cry for a son of a bitch and and you can not touch a hair that causes you to question God impotence, Life, who is: Why? How long?
Those who read me or know me know what I mean because I have shared.
I'm sick.
And now my turn to attend a new hearing.
People tell me I should not hate, but this feeling I have is as strong as the love for my daughter.
And I hate you and curse.
If you do not shit anyone's life, if I am a person who only ortho laburando I break, I meet however, why this cruelty?
If so many parents that are deleted, why this re thousand whores son does not do something good for your daughter and go?
How far is intended to reach?
Banking insults, threats, public display (up on TV I mentioned), surprises ... and justice?
Or I have a misfortune to choose a lawyer or his lawyer is unbeatable, or children's rights are denied, or justice is so unjust and slow.
I say I have to have patience.
Sorry, but it is beginning to expire.
As I prepare to attend the hearing I think we do not need to lie because the facts which we live (and suffered) are sufficient, but always I have a feeling of injustice is not enough.
What are you waiting for? I
awaiting the coup de grace to give to the mentally negligible when they evoke.
I go, cross your fingers with me.
Today more than ever, I need strength.
A kiss to all.