Letter Poem by Lia Padena

you were too tired to stand
on your feet
one with me
you were shaking
my mercy had not found the cause
first time
the second time
this is repeated
now I think you were somewhere and you were singing
while I was thinking about my world
and if your effort of will was great
I felt like you did not quit
I forgot the next thought
which has passed in speed
through my face
as if he was kidnapped by hatred
it was a thought of compassion
aha I remembered
where you are
there is too much tension
sometimes
why
thought I was to blame
with my thoughts
is not logical
there is another answer