ON THE PATHWAY

While walking in the dark of night

Blood soaks my feet with death.

My heart that I carry in my hands beats strongly

Love was born as a plant and a seed

Mile soul does not accompany me anymore because she died

Waiting for a dream that never happened

With every step I take in this swamp

I do not hear noise just a silence

Silence deafening of pain and sorrow

Where I walk thirsty even seeing the water

The disappointment that wets my shaky mouth

It's cold rising in my body and my eyes freeze

In this swamp I walk without a path

Like a lost bleeding awake sleeping

Where pain is a companion that never abandons me and accompanies me to infinity

The path and hope of the love encounter of a dream that left me alone

ANDERSON SILVEIRA LOPES