Sometimes

Sometimes

In the recent days

I’ve been thinking

Which are the prices

That my heart pays

For, so much, loving?

And because of this

Going anytime more under

A great hole that

Follows him anywhere

Breaking

Destroying

My peace

In

Thousands of pieces

That no one see

But that I feel

That won’t be so easy

To have it back

Restored

Like was

Before being

Destroyed

And begin

It all again

‘Cause he likes

Sacrifices in vain