Friday, April 18, 2008

Acceptance, a human condition

Lost,
I walk in the dark streets
Calling your name
A desperate stimulus
Beating with my heart

Some minutes ago
I had seen you
You almost came back
But I threw words
I let you run away

Lost,
I watch the back doors
I walk, pacing my steps
Trying to remain calm
Where are you now?

I decide to go down the path
In the urban and dirty parkette
You are so sweet
You pretend to be strong
You don’t show what you feel

Lost,
I keep calling your name
Even knowing you are far away
Maybe if you hear
You will come back for me

Lost
I can’t do much
It was my fault
I wish I could remember
Your voice


No, you are lost
Physical sounds disappeared
From my memory
I opened a door,
Invitation,
And you were gone from my life

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