Já se imaginou em um mundo em que eu não exista
No qual não haja lembranças pois não foram criadas
Uma Terra sem mais uma alma aflita
Sem nenhuma partida ou chegada
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Um lugar onde nós nunca fomos amantes
E promessas quebradas não chegaram a ser ditas
Onde nossos seres tão destoantes
Simplesmente não se encontraram nesta vida
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Por um momento eu quis te apagar da minha memória
Como se faz em filmes de romances frustrados
Até perceber que não me arrependo da nossa história
E sim de como acabamos tão machucados
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É duro viver com a sua falsa presença
E eu ainda sinto dor no coração a cada dia
Mas um mundo somente com a tua ausência
Não me traria alívio e sim agonia
domingo, 12 de novembro de 2017
quarta-feira, 8 de novembro de 2017
Poema 205
Do you know what it feels like when you remember him all the time
Your heart is a knot and your eyes all always wet
You can’t cope with how broken you are inside
No sleep is enough for you to rest
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Do you know what it feels like when you can’t avoid
The pain in your chest or the love
And you don’t have any other choice
Than cry in the dark sitting alone
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Do you know what it feels like when you can’t take it anymore
A single mistake leads you into colapse
And you wish you wouldn’t be so hard on your own
Or had someone to hold at nigh at last
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Do you know what it feels like to be happy
Truly for the first time in your life
And then you’re not allowed to have it
Because even him couldn’t deal with your mind
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Do you know how it feels to be cared
I’m thinking about giving up on waiting
And when does life begin to be fair
I’m almost gone from fading
sexta-feira, 3 de novembro de 2017
Poema 204
I have wrote this before but maybe this time is for real
Not that I truly believe it but I’m hopeful
The wound you left is starting to heal
I can see other futures than waiting forever for you
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One day I may stumble upon this again
I have the bad habit of hitting furnitures
It will hurt the place for some days
The truth is company wasn’t in our nature
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I suppose the love will ever exist
It just doesn’t grow as before
I can write endless about this
But chasing after you no more
Not that I truly believe it but I’m hopeful
The wound you left is starting to heal
I can see other futures than waiting forever for you
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One day I may stumble upon this again
I have the bad habit of hitting furnitures
It will hurt the place for some days
The truth is company wasn’t in our nature
—
I suppose the love will ever exist
It just doesn’t grow as before
I can write endless about this
But chasing after you no more
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