desire to give up

before dawn I walk along the path
sprinkled with dew drops
frozen in a green vegetation
of an inner ice that consumes me

night without sleep, punctuated here and there
by nightmares dark as coal
in an incessant search for a myth
blue like the sky and the sea

I breath with difficulty in a spiral
of restless quiescence,
hardship lives made of rock and shade
in a persistent desire to give up