La Soledad

Loneliness
Is a big multicolored bird
That no longer has wings to fly
And every new attempt brings more
Pain

Loneliness
Nests in the throat to wait
For the scream that is torn out with its
Song when the silence
Of heartbreak arrives

Loneliness
Sometimes feels like accompanying
The face that vaguely remembers
That love that never was meant to
Dream

Loneliness
Invents the most beautiful apparition
Stirs the corners of the heart
To remain alone, loneliness
With its childhood
Its youth
With its old age
To cry
To die
In loneliness