My Pain

Poem (My Pain)

You, my pain, be a rain of hope,

Be cloud running through the veins.

Be a spectrum that builds dreams,

About the secret mystery inside the eyelids of virgins.

Be patience with the down,

Long live an angel forever.

You can wander around the catacombs of memory.

And you meet her in the folds of visions,

Then you will become a shining star within the spaces of inspiration.

And live in the family's house ,

And write a poem for them the companion of the trail.

And hear a song of yesterday to wrap it,

And don't forget to throw sorrows in the dead of the old night.

And slow down as you wish to slow,

Before you embrace the morning breezes.

You are my pain, but it is time for you,

To leave so that I can live without pain.