Poemas 43


I don’t know if you are aware
but I feel in total, deep despair
my lungs are running out of air
and I haven’t the strength to dare.

I have tried to tell someone
how my blood is getting thick
how my body is turning sick
and no action ever done.

I have tried quite sadly
but it’s always the same anguish
like escaping from an ambush...

So, I need to get rid of the evidence
that lingered of this happenstance
of needing you so badly.

[Novembro de 2004]

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