My World of Darkness
Away with your joy, I don't want such a commodity.
For all I have lived, I've only known the dark,
The gloomy, bitter and the bad.
They all say they want to be happy,
They explain ecstasy, like explaining the taste of ambrosia
To a person who has never had the sense of taste
Just as the blind man can't think of colors nor miss the rainbow,
I am alien to your warmth, brightness
And sweetness and good
Don't bring me into your "paradise",
For it will be my hell.
A prison of spring, scents,
Flowers, sunrises and sunsets
Is repulsing enough.
For in my "hell" of darkness
Of emptiness and unexplained feelings
I am free, I dream of blank and it suffices me
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