My universe - Magdalena Góralska

eyelids froze with darkness

the moonlight has gone out

loneliness swallows like a river

I get drunk with pain and disappear

the night has spread its wings

nothingness pours out of the stars

steady

go

I walk through the valley of thorns

it's still a lonely road

pain and sorrow will pass

though there is no trace of god

the abyss is dull and thick

draws me deeper into solitude

it is tangibly enchanted

though I cannot touch it

Where will you lead me,

lavender field?

When the vale of bitterness is over,

in this vale of tears?

Will you soothe me with the scent of freedom?

Will you wrap me in a violet peace?

When, on the road to infinity,

I'll choke by toil and misery.

Will you cover me in velvet when my hour breaks?

To be reunited with the blue sky,

my heart will beat harder again.

When the darkness envelops me,

and the weakness shrouds my body

I want the lavender field

to bury me in its embrace.

Where the violet is more beautiful

than the diamond,

where the heavenly scent

floats with freedom.

There I want to run,

under the lavender gate.

There I want to get drunk

with eternity and rain...

Oh, Ireland! A magical land.

Refuge of peace, emerald green child.

Here the mountains rise proudly to the sky,

the rocky shores of the ocean caresses with delight.

My place on earth, nectar and inspiration

for my soul.

A thousand and one nights fairy tale,

dreams and dreams come true.

I have disassembled the madness

into first factors

high-percentage emptiness

multiplied by

the multiplicity of (non)existences

I dose death gradually

one glass

every night

I bite into nothingness

I let the demons

bite my bones

the whole world

and fear

so many spaces around

each one just

I pushed Heaven out of me

when the End opened the window

I move

in the orbit of death

jump

rush towards destruction

I'm leaving

to the other side of the mirror

into billions pieces

of madness

I penetrate

through the velvety darkness

and I get drunk

with condemnation

it no longer hurts

for a moment again

the sun went out

demons have bitten through

armour

scarlet blood

stained the day

for a moment again

I broke my bones

against the rock-hard

of events

concrete dream

spilled emptiness into my eyes

left on my pillow

shards of non-existence

I rise again from the ashes

I shake the nothingness

from my knees

and with darkness in my pocket

I look for salvation

I am not afraid

of the silence at which

the sky faints

and the stars grin

fangs

I am not afraid

of that moment when I will have to

go out like a flame

and crumble like a leaf

I will leave here a whisper

in a suitcase of dreams

jasmine wishes

and millions of words

I'm not afraid of tomorrow

even though I know

that time is running out

apocalypse

is not destruction

apocalypse

is a new and better

world

tulips will still bloom

in the fields of hope

among warm hands

will drink the blood from the pavements

drown out the screams of bombs

love will still bloom

rain will wash away the traces of battle

though we have to walk in spite of fear

we still have a thread of life in our hands

the tulips will still bloom

where the wind lulls all our dreams

Spring will awaken the sleepy world

sweep ideas from the sand and mist

a man will rise at last

will shake the nothingness from his knees

because somewhere on the edge of the sky

liberation is calling to us

bogged down

with splinters in their eyes

between emptiness and alienation

stood in the throat

like razor blades

I tore the loneliness

to blood

it scratched

my soul with a nail

created madness

in her own image

so that I can no longer

count the stars

left me speechless

without a single breath

for later

in holey shoes

with tangled thoughts

in every non-existence

there is a seed of new

life

today the old sideboard

squeaked the moment

when the fairy tales were hiding

in the drawers

the smell of honey

and warm milk

when I walked in the happy

footsteps

the rustling of the corn

and the poppies hidden in it

like drops of blood

on the canvas of life

those days came back

when birds sang to me

carefree and joyful

came out of hiding

though my shoes have worn off

and my soul is a little worn out

I smile in silence

when the night is full of stars

memories in a suitcase

though covered with dust

blossomed forever

with forget-me-nots