I have always been here.
It was for you and also for me.
I wanted to play at being someone I always wanted to be.
You played transforming me,
Now you insist on leaving.
My hands are tied.
I create a million alternatives,
But you only think about following a single road.
This path is what keeps me away,
But my heart insisted on staying.
How long will I stay?
I don't know how long I can take it.
How can I stop loving who I loved the most?
This science is beyond what I know.
YOU ARE READING
Cold days of a heart on fire
PoetryI should scream to the universe, But what is my voice after all? It is just one more between billions, And, with my death, it will not exist. So it is better for me to show what I need By writing my love, anger and dreams So I can make people see on...
