Today I don't feel like writing

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Today I don't feel like writing
much less to read,
today I feel that life has passed
leaving a thousand voids to fill,
that my daisies were not
were not plucked with loyalty
that to feel love, without being able to live it
is something doubly cruel.
as cruel as the look of a hungry child
of a hungry child;
today the sun burns me angry
because of my very little courage,
not to go out into life and fight
and look for what belongs to me,
because life gives you little time
to shout that living consists of very
because maybe tomorrow, it will be too late
and you'll let love pass by, without looking at it
and you see it go, without saying goodbye
today I lock myself in so I can cry
every night for your cruel absence,
To feel your skin in my memory
To dream of all that;