A Tempestade

Am I capable
Of facing your love
That brings me insecurity and too much truth?
Am I capable?

Look closely at who I am
With your love, I want you to feel pain
I want to see you in blood and be your creditor
Look closely at who I am

I brought dead flowers for you
I want to tear you apart and see the blood stain
All the purity that comes from your gaze
I no longer know how to feel