The Sadness that comes at day.

There is a sadness that comes
when no one is around,
and it haunts me
even when it’s not night.


It tells me I’m not worth it,
and that I should leave
everything behind.


It tells me I’m not loved,
and that I should stop
asking for hugs.


It compares with beautiful souls
that sorround me,
but it looks at me
like I’m a horrible thing to look at.

It tells me
no one will love me
‘cause she doesn’t love me.

It tells me
I’m not worth it
‘cause I don’t have an image to share.

It tells me
I’m not worth it
because I have no man by my side.


It tells me
I’m not worth it
because I don’t have anything inside.

It tells me I’m not worth it…


But when I stop to feel it inside
and I breath
I remember
I’m worth it
just for being alive
inside…

-Una
30 Abril 2020

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