I know I'm a burden
to those who love me most.
I know I've become someone
resembling a ghost.
I know it's so hard
to hear about trouble
that afflict those you love
when it's so far from subtle.
I know that it's burden
that I have become
it serves them no purpose
and yet it's been done.
So I can face it all
alone if I choose
and those whom I love
their faith they won't lose.
Silence is wise
it's prudent and kind
when pain is to bear
I'll just keep them blind;
To all that is dark
to all I despise
to all that I fear
until it all dies.
(Itajaí,4 May,2009)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an evocative cartharsis but also reminding me that in love there are no burdens, , and pain shared dimishes.....