My Prayer

Today, in the most selfish way,

With tears in my eyes, I raise a prayer to God and ask Him:

Father, do not hurt the one to whom the Lord has used ...

... to keep me believing.

The one who has made me feel alive again,

And that even distant, for the simple fact of existing ...

.. It has erased from my memory, the moments in which I lived of total darkness,

Where I remember knocking at the door of hell, thinking that the only way to relieve the pain would be to go home ...

... A Home without memory, built solely within my faith.

It makes me see the sun in the midst of the storm,

Calms my soul, as if holding my hand and saying,

I'm here

Yes Father, I apologize for my selfishness, for I know that if he suffers, my pain is immensely greater.

Take care of Father, take care of the one who has taught me to pronounce again the two words I used to say ... you are different, you are unique and special, because thus I feel love, My Life!



Rosa Soares