quinta-feira, junho 18, 2009
Of this no return sufocation,
I wish I could go now to bed
Looking deeply for my salvation.
I prey, Mistress of my dreams
Judging this non-sense life
Cutting myself as a knife
Wishing not to be so sad as it seems!
Return to me salvation!
Make me forget my innocence,
Be cold to put up with decadence
And not to fall in my imagination...
Please, fill me with your power!
Make me reach the highest mountain
Where's the tallest Gods tower
And the wonderful sacred fountain
Where I want to drink forbidden water
And wish this payne could become shorter!
Poem written in 2006