Once I heard Death's arrival
I said "God, take me to the hospital"
but He approaches
"I'm here to burn the sketches
that you made sadistically."
"I'm here not to put my judges
to drag you with me violently."
I stare at Him with bloody tears
"but I wanted to disappear."
"No, you are about to stay here."
Oh Lord take me to the cemetery
where I can bury my imaginary
of hopes and false story.
Death, once I saw coming nearer
has now leaving me farther.