The dance of shadows makes its way towards the veil that shapes my face…
How long will this continue?

My internal struggle grows, my shadows become my friends, but I continue speaking in silence…
A flower, a petal, a thorn, in them I feel my fragility, that is where I am, I belong to them.

It is my map drawn on my soul, showing me the reflection of my being, proving to me that it is okay to have a soul of different colors, from the darkest like my shadow, my sinister part, to white as a symbol of rebirth, a transformation of my being.

My coexistence depends on me, my ego and my person, where the self prevails as my conscious part, the one that due to the countless collisions I have had throughout life have made me what I am.
And who am I? A reflection of my experiences, a being full of flaws, of cracks that has learned to heal those fissures. A soul that has tried to rise from the chaos, from the darkness, from the black to achieve a little color.

This is my map. Here you will find five colors that relate to the phases I have experienced in grief. Five personalities, five masks, five souls, that show you that it is okay to cry and show your fragility as well as your darkness.
I invite you to see through my veil and feel free to connect with your fragility, to cry, to laugh, to scream, to miss, to hug, to hate, to reproach. Take off your mask and don't be afraid to show your cracks, your mistakes, your demons.
That is your true essence.