(Por cima do poema estava isto)

Doi-me a cabeça;n sei bem o q sinto, n sei bem no q penso, mas estou triste; bem triste n...desanimado

Today I feel so strange

Cannot explain...

Is this rage growing up,

Or a perfect motivation for living?

But  this pain come to me,

Infatuated me, and stayed.

Perpetuating, this feeling,

Stopping this thing from being.

Today I feel strange,

There's something beside me

I can't understand it

But I'm sure it's not sane

I fear my darkness

My hollow mind

I fear the strange in my mind

My wish to die

And then it ends

The sun as grown

I feel the blade

And it not feels strange.