F-Cold Path Poem by Davi Sardinha

You are?
or just hear say?
You can speak softly
no one is listening
Tell me, how do you feel... do you?

What is freezing in an eternal void
Close to losing your great love
In this game of life
where there is only rancor

You are sad?
Don't be like that... are you disappointed?

Vent with me...
Tell me the meaning of life
This Sunday
The cold serves as a blanket

Don't tell me... that it's another being that hurt you again...
You are so young...
How can you forget the sweater

Winter has passed...
And as I already knew, you're not here...
How insignificant am I to the world?

Don't think that small...
She/he doesn't want you
take this sheet
keep as a souvenir
from the bad times
What did you use as support?