A Flor Encarnada

The flower crushed me
Me and my bouquets
Me and my whys
Echoing in the void
The ground was taken away
Beneath my slow steps
Through crooked paths
North against appeal

Drowned in a wilderness of tears
That I flooded for nothing
Drowned in the desert of this room
The red flower

Love doesn't like me anymore
I never saw its brightness again
It served to bring me here
To this corner with no function
The road disappeared
I remained with what survived
Now only me and my sorrows
Only selves