In your love, my salvation lies

You know sister,

It’s a long road we have been walking on.

Such a long road...

and you are always standing by my side.

But, sister, you know I’m so broken.

I’ve lost all care for the things we once had,

all care for things we’ve never had.

All that trying has made me tired.

And it’s strange that I cannot find any strength

to even try.

All that suffering we have witnessed

just remind me how endless our effort can be,

how endless you can fall. 

But well...

Here is what I know sister,

In your love. my salvation lies.

Tu

Lamento,
Tenho pena de ti.
Tudo em ti é tão infeliz,
tudo em ti se contradiz.
As tuas acções são impuras,
os teus gestos dão dividendo.
Nunca construíste uma vida,
mas soubeste sempre destruir tudo em redor.
Como podes ser uma alma tão vazia?
Como podes viver da hipocrisia?
Já te disse,
tenho pena de ti.
Por favor,
mantém-te longe de mim.

She and They

           The train trip seemed to last forever.

Glancing out the window, she pretended to be interested in the banal landscape. She was having some troubles to discipline her chaotic thoughts. Memories just kept rolling through her mind like a reel of a movie…

“Come back to bed, dear. It`s the middle of the night.” Amanda`s thoughts were abruptly interrupted. She had been staring at a window with the lights on, in the apartment in front, and at a shadow of a man striding back and forth, agitated, like a soul in torment. It seemed that she was not the only one who couldn’t find some peace that night. “I thought you were still asleep”, she replied, wishing that was true. “Well, you know, I missed your warm body beside me”. He kissed her on the neck and, sliding his hands under her night dress, he stroked her firm breasts. In a moment, he slipped of her dress, leaving her perfect and delicate body naked before him. Then, he gripped her soft and thin waist and leaned his body against hers. It took less than 5 minutes for him to satisfy himself and, when it was over, she was the one who drew away first. Once more, he did not even notice. “Now lets go to bed”, he demanded. “Go on, I need a drink first”, she lied. He soon felt asleep.  Seeing him like that she realized how little she found him attractive. In fact, she felt despiteful and dirty to have shared a bed with him. Felling lonely and lost, she had made a mistake with the first good-looking man who appeared and was kind to her. But many of those bad mistakes came along…

“It must have to stop!” she said out loud. The elderly man seated in front of her just stared with his eyes wide open. Embarrassed, she faked a small smile and looked away, finding again refugee in that old, dry and fatigued landscape so compatible to her spirit.

O agora

Calor inquietante.
Copo de vinho tinto ansiolítico.
Estudo sem rendimento.
Sono que tarda em chegar.
Corpo inútil.
Cama cansada.
Mente só.
O stress do quotidiano.
A angústia do amanhã.
Pensamentos confusos.
Palavras mentirosas.
Aparentemente sãs.