origin of the poet
I wanted to surprise people
That my return would not only be demanding,
But time passes and I do not understand,
Because I do not feel happy anymore.
Now he did not find me fighting in a quadrilateral
I'm just lying down reading some comments,
I wanted to answer with hope
But that passion was hidden in the closet.
I thought back with fireworks
Or maybe be locked in a cage with animals
But that idea did not seem encouraging to me
Because I felt that I lacked that motivating music.
A hooded man appeared in the shadows
I only listened to their laughter without moving my lips
I throw my portrait to the floor and was glad to see it shattered
Something weird happened, he just looked at the calendar.
He offered me a deal
It was not any cheesy contract,
It would be a great idiot to reject it
Because he offered to make me unstoppable,
And in turn I wanted to become invincible.
At first I thought it was not very credible,
But I knew I had to negotiate it.
At the beginning my adversaries did not even give me a hand,
They dictated to me by bloodthirsty,
Because in every fight I fractured my hand,
Only his cries was his comment.
My struggles became important
My name became so relevant,
I understood that it was not an illusion
Nor a fruit of imagination.
That's why I remember what he told me
It would be a poet reborn,
I would become a loner,
That is why the lone poet was born