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Mateus Apr 2018
Staying home all night.
It's fright-
               ning
                      [to think
that i'm just myself

my shelf
is not so hard,
so, my soul
                 escapes,
it fades
away
from me.

It goes to places
that I don't even
                         [know
that exists.
it goes to space,
             to mars,
             to skies,
                          [far away,
             to Narnia.

And, then
the karma:
it comes back to me;
and, what I see (I saw),
it doesn't comes to my
                      [memory.
it's a shame.
but, at least
(and I don't know if
                                 [this is
good
or bad -
              happy,
              or sad)
I  have
      all of this places
to visit - again -
,but, this time
        I hope
      that they]
come to my mind.
A Poem about memory, big adventures and how it all fades away.
Mateus Dec 2017
I.


**, ** **!
you sold your soul.
it's christmas, though
so let's celebrate

hey! new mate!
i hate when the fate
go against us all.
but all
we can do
is to
stand tall

and fall.
fall, fall...
until the ground
is no more,
and what is it for?
me?
see,
i cannot be
so brave

so save
your breath;
and maybe
they'll be
so mercyful
that they'll bring
back
the thing i sold.

there is a voice
telling me to be bold,
but maybe i'll sold her too...
boo!
scary?
dare
defy me;




II


i dare!
THIS
ISN'T FAIR!
who stare,
who dare to compair
me
with all this other leads?

THEY LEAD
TO NOTHING!
STOPPING
BEING SO COVARD,
     GODDAMIT!

****!
you are a *****,
there is no doubt about that.
but once, only once
do it for me!

if not for me,
do it!
do it to anyone else;
but do it!
doi it, lure it!
lure
this one
claiming to be
the one.

he is not.
and you know that.



III.

all this voices,
[all of them
echoing in my head.
[they
led
to destruction,
chaos,
or construction,
and
peace

fix
me,
or let me be
free
to **** myself.
set
and done

the voices come,
they go;
they show
to me
the real way
to be free

and to see
with my own eyes,
and to not be fright
of the might!
almighty god!
that, god,
keeps telling me
to say go
when I want to stop
and say stop
when i want to go

i'll show
them
who really says
the last
         [******* word
in this mother
[******.
Mateus Dec 2017
i have an advice for you:
get over
the bad feelings
(hate, envy, sad-
[ness),
the ones witch let you down
- witch stop your development.

focus on one thing (stop distracting!)
and only one.
if you want to fry burgers -
go ahead, fry it!
if want only to be rich -
make some money, *****!
if you want to go travel -
travel, to some city that you can

but it must
be something you like,
[or then
it will lose the meaning.
do it, choose it
and never - ever -
[stop doing this

cause if you do,
all the things
will fall, until
you fall too.

Persistence.
this is the key
to keep going;
and is the key to happines,
[too
otherwise
theres is nothing
in the world

exept nothingness
and that thing
that they said
that's besides god -

dark.
Mateus Dec 2017
all this time
i was fleeing for you,
[and
i don't know what i have done
didn't know what i must do

all of this time
(free time)
i could come and met you
but i didn't let you
stay near to me.

now, tell, my soul, what do you now see?
a beggard, asking for forgiveness;
or a warrior, wich passes for many
[bitterness?

does it matter, what you think?
you know, i know
i stink;
with the smell of many rats
[of sewers

just because men
were put in shame
because of me
(or was it just
[me?,
i don´t remember...

well, in any case,
the bigger sin
[was i).
Will i die
in disgrace?
or will i find
a place,
with peace
just for me?

will i live to see
[my destiny?
i don't know, but i must
***
now.

so, wathever i found
in the future,
i must remain
wondering.
and wandering
trought the darkness and the light
to be in sight
of, whatever it is,
god

(or happiness).
Mateus Feb 2018
My will is to come out
to come out, to come out.
To go, ahead, and shout
- "Why do you all need me?
   Why do you all feed me?
   Why do you don't
                            [let me die?"

Right...
As if I could
                [be dead
If I wanted to...
I know.... I have dreams too.
Want to go, an see the world,
to sing my name...

But, with me, is the same
[story
of my dad.
I am just sad
enought
to be happy.
to

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