Poemas 52

Hope?

I’ll be all shattered and bruised
Once you’re done with me.

But for now I seem to forget
All the pain you will cause me
Because I can create perfect
Images of us together in disguise.

Is it hope? Could it be?
Is it hope? Such strange feeling
Is it hope? Expectation of faith
Is it hope? Or deceit?

Now you are the addiction
That overwhelms the senses
Challenging the probabilities.
Rising above the horizon.

Is it hope? How to see?
Is it hope? Fallen dream
Is it hope? Truth concealed
Is it hope? Not for me.

I’ll be all shattered and bruised
Once you’re done with me.

[Maio de 2016]

2 comentários:

Pedro Branco disse...

Cool, so deep. Please keep on hoping! ;)

F disse...

Obrigada pelas gentis palavras.