Too many tears,
too much evil
was inside me.
Memory returns
with dreadful pain.
Consciousness
is the rejection of oneself.
In the recesses of the soul
lurks the shadow of a wolf —
always present,
ready to return,
ready to sow death and destruction.
I am afraid to close my eyes,
lest I see my former self.
I knew
that forgetting would not last forever.
Everything must be paid for.
I will pay
with my own annihilation.
Memory and pain have returned,
and so the time has ended.
Suffering
will be my redemption.
Forgive me, Lord!
I will not forgive myself.
I cannot count on salvation.
Lack of hope — that is a sin.
Hope is born
from the pain of truth.
To endure this suffering
is a hard thing.
So every day
is a struggle
between “yes” and “no”…
Arkadiusz Niewolski



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