To myself.......
How many times have the worst choices gained sadness
Believing there were golden pleasures
Where only blackness was found
How could I sustain for so long that heavy world of lies?
Thinking that it were the ways to reach suns
There were no suns,
just ice and hardness
Always knowing that something was playing
against me,
myself.
Me, myself, that casket of endless and ripes lies
Me, myself, that place of grudges where we lost time and life
Me, myself, where the evil coveted my weakness
He, the greater liar
How foolish I was
How painful in that foolishness
What loneliness in that falsehood
But from a simple game
I learned how to open the windows, the doors
to the Sun
That Sun that love me so much since long before I came
to this world
The same Sun that talked with me when my hearts was big and clean
because I was a boy
(I could see Angels)
The Sun who has three names
The only Sun in my life
and in the life of everything
The Sun that lure me to Eternity.