A Great Poem Deleted
Today I erased a poem
who was talking about sadness,
and I shouldn't have erased it...
because now she invades me
and I have no way to deal with it;
She found me unarmed...
without shields...without arguments.
He disarmed my integrity,
and it has touched me...
It's a good thing I have courage
and I already know his strategies.
Tomorrow it will be a page read,
word spoken to the wind...
and I am the same one who writes poetry.