Filling blank pages

Foto: Beatriz Rodrigues

"The blank pages
Of my diary
That I haven't touched
Since you left me
The closed blinds
In my home
See no light of day
Dust gathers
On my stereo
Cos I can't bare
To hear the radio
The piano sits
In a shaded space
With a picture
Of your face

I'm scared
To face another day
Cos the fear in me
Just won't go away
In an instant
You were gone
And I'm scared

Coffee stains
On your favorite book
Remind me of you
So I can't even look
The magazines
You left on the floor
You won't need
Them anymore

A towel left
Hangin on the wall
No sign of wet foosteps
In the hall
There's no smell
Of your sweet cologne
I'm lying here alone"

I'm scared (...)