terça-feira, junho 22


Forgive me
if I have lost my sanity
and all this days I'm counting
seem to end in tragedy

Forgive me
if I have never prayed
but my head was always floating
dreaming in some sort of cloud
where beauty - disguised as an angel
stole my heart with blossom lips
and filled my soul with such desire,
that no more triumph,
no more faith
could ever bring it back to me
and replace it into my chest.

Forgive me God
if one day after tomorrow
this scar may become reopen
but this love has sharpen edges
edges I have never touched
capable of - in just one move
cripple my heart like a blade.