Coping
by Angelo Arantes from Belo Horizonte, Brazil
Meetings with myself...
In that room for a moment, I felt empty, a need to question existence
First the fear arose, which was then accompanied by anguish and anxiety
I was there, in a trance, disturbed by all the questions that came from my soul
The feeling of such turmoil was inevitable, the confrontation which made me act, making my body melt into itself, with no
answer to what was happening
