domingo, 9 de junho de 2019



Not long ago
(How much is needed to be considered long ago?)
I've heard truths 
Lies
And whatever was supposed to be pointed at me
Words, fingers
Love and sadness
Did I knew what I was doing?
Not a single time
Passion driven
Excruciating pain every single time
It all never was enough to prepare me
This outcome
Could it be better?
Worse for sure
But
Why on top of my dreams I still find time to shed a tear
Tear my muscles 
Live with the pain of doubt
Almost psychotic
Unreal
And continuous
It never fades
Unbreakable bound
And solely made of love
There's no joy
No single moment of laugh and smile is enough
The uncertainty of what's supposed to come with time.
 Unpredictable
Once everybody told me 
There's only one way to understand
And to forgive
And is turning their sins into your own
Now its the time
I can't forget the pain, the fingers pointed at me
But would you believe me
If I say that it's just because we're humans
And as humans we must live and die
The best
The best we could do
Is to learn 
And learn that every single smile of joy comes from uncertainty created by sins
Sins and pain
 

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