"Isn't something missing?"

How can I sleep? Knowing what I am. Knowing what I did. How can I live, With the guilt for The crimes I did The crimes I’m capable of I just wanted A happily ever after I tried and I failed How was worth it Those happy times If now you're crying? All my intentions Were good I never wanted to end like this.

Why love? To be hurt To live happily ever after To cry To the never-ending life Or smile as never before Love What a bittersweet feeling The most confusing State of mind Loving The better or worst Time of life Why love? Why not?

A muito tempo que já não postava nada, mas finalmente tive um rasgo de inspiração e por isso aqui segue mais um poema: How to forget? What we are. What we do. Sin run trough Our veins since The very first breath We can both Give life As take it. Turn the world In heaven Or a living hell What we are? Goddesses or Demons. Women we are everything and nothing at all!