AgridoceBem, lembrai do par de paixões ardis,Agridoce4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lembrai que a flama que vem a pó será,
No lar sepulcro verá, virá aflorar.
Meu querer, ao meu lado espera-me amar-lhe.
Acoberte meus dedos, a boca, adormece minh'alma.
Sentada deixe dilatar força podando ramos de flor.
Mel, como na rosa e na cria da águia:
É a ânsia fumegante dilacerando a palha,
É crescendo cálido, é o urgente borralho,
É o doce corte e o ágil forte, Amor.
Bem, como serpente ferida a língua distorce.
Retorce o peito na agonia da saudade.
Só amor que não encarna não conhece a morte.
InsaneDisconnected, racing thoughts passed through her mind. Will I die today? Will they let me out? She looked up and stared at the ceiling. She then looked over to the small bedside table that they had provided her, and saw the medicine cup filled with lithium. She remembered where she was and why she was there. She then said to herself, "Is all this a dream or a nightmare?" She could never tell, for she was in an insane asylum, barely living with severe manic depression.Insane9 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sometimes, she wanted to die, at others she longed to be free. She didn't think it was fair that she was here, for almost everyone has these thoughts eventually. The only difference was that she could switch from one thought to the other, without any reason or feeling, in seconds.
The people who ran the insane asylum were cruel. She was losing weight rapidly because instead of lunch, they'd bring her lithium. If it had been up to her, she would have killed herself long ago.