November fifth...

I think about it ... I remember, I feel it .... I let my mind a thousand times on that
After a lot of nightmares and questions of my heart...
The truth is that I will not forgive any more ...
That night meant so much and yet was so painful ...
I'm just Tired of those who say with me but every time I really look back ...
They vanish such as magic gadgetry...


I'm tired of pardons, permits and oversights
From empty trusts, of hesitations of fate
As well I feel ... cruel fate, but true
There will be nothing ... Neither a man nor a hawk or a fox, a wolf or some other earthly beast in my life ...

Nevermore!