In a bloody and painful morning around,
where the misunderstanding ever reigns,
within the scope of house, thousand times...
The pain is not only more existential,
It is now also physical and destroys my mind,
in increasingly large portions,
Feeling of dissolve at any moment,
numbed sadness and sinking into filthy water...
Living no more and cannot show my teeth to a smile,
I am going away and don't know which destination,
just do not let me cry more,
because I'm tired of this,
and don't know how to stop the tears,
when it never cease and in abundance,
like blood drips on my face ...
Such pain of Earth, let me go...
(Joyce Martins)
