Stille...

ALGO DERRAMADO..

While i was walking i found a heart,
i remembered that long time ago
i had one that made me feel many emotions
which were turning off..
when i saw that other heart on the floor
still beating, i couldnt stand it..
 i knew that many people didn't realize its existence..

They kicked it as mine, they spat it,
left it exhausted, battered, agonic..
till was just impossible to go on carry it,
 and the best was to tear it away without to care one last pain..
the curiosity ofknowing if it would suit on me was big,
but i remembered the nights near to the phone,
the indifferent pillow,
 the recurring insomnia,
and i didn't want to through it again..

I walked away with respect from that place..
 i felt comforted to think that someone else walks around the city,
without to have one..

A.A