Virginia Navarro (2n Batx) – Notes from a Lost soul.
Delight is as ephemeral as life,
it does not remain for evermore.
It is as brief as the summer wind,
slight and bittersweet.
Sorrow, however, never leaves my side. I cry from dusk till dawn,
waiting for a new day to come,
waiting for the sky to eventually fall.
Because I am frightened
of the darkness which encroaches my soul, the nakedness that is left after all.
And I wish I could escape,
from the scars that stain in my skin,
from this eternity that is gradually drowning me.