Is Sadness really richer and more complex

Than Happiness, her sister? Does her

Kiss dazzle you for longer?



I used to believe that so many things were right

Until the day I realized that I wasn’t the same person



I stare at my former self and say

— There’s no beauty in suicide, unless

You’re sick, too…

And all the inexistent gods know how ill and sick

I’ve been. I’ve been sick for a long, long time


My hands are full of wishes and dreams, but I’ve

Gave up on most of them.

Still, my hands remain warm and ready to

Hold yours if you need me


Time is the most beautiful god




2 thoughts on “Changes

    1. Thank you so much. I wrote this poem when I was thinking about life and my own current ideals. The last line is based on the band Legião Urbana (I tagged them) — their lyrics were very inspiring (:

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