Tears

Illness, darkness, death,
broken heart, suffering, salt,
unspoken words, tears,
loneliness, just loneliness.

As a which in the silent of the night,
I claim your name, your heart.
As a blind man searching for his path,
I cried your name, in my lost mind.

There’s no more air in my lungs,
just the spirits of past and the smoke,
forgotten words flood my mind,
and the murk blind my past.

The sweetness of your smell,
running in my memories,
and the tears of the sorrow,
taking out my live.

There’s no more ways,
there’s no more love,
the angels are falling,
as leaves in the autumn.

The salty water,
became a sad land,
just my eyes now,
are full of salt.

Rafael Prado