The night sky

The night sky... and the howl,
As if it were my binge...

I filled glass after glass with blood. ...
And with the last glass — the end — I felt that I don’t love this world —


And that last year,
How it drew me to sorrow...
And you left — the last frame,
They took away my thoughts — the last film for me...

And mourning... mourning —
And I’m proud…
About what people tell me,
She doesn’t appreciate you…

And I’m proud,
Because I know,
She replaced the world for me…

And she died,
I didn’t remember!
And I forgot,
Even then,
When she was alive…

And did I love?
And I won’t remember…
And I loved,
But I don’t remember…

Enough thinking —
Let me explore the vastness...
For fantasies —
Delusions, mirages, and cries...
And the same lust.
Enough...

And the last glance,
Like a glass knife...
You’ll leave a cut on my heart,
You’ll leave me...

And why am I...
Writing these lines?

Why am I...
Writing about suffering,
Oh God?

And so, in the dead of night,
In an ordinary lamp... what is it?

Like a sound,
Of the four;dimensional world...
How frightening it is —
An ordinary lamp!

I’ve driven myself to this,
I forgot to fall asleep again...
I forgot to write to her... good morning,
I didn’t say I love you,
And it’s just a trifle, after all,
But I’ve cut my heart all to pieces...

And then they say,
He doesn’t love you!
But he’ll cut his own heart to pieces
Just because you — the sun —
Didn’t write “good night” to me…

You… you,
You changed my life....
You took everything away,
Without any reason,
Without a bed,
You changed me!

You... You changed my life....
Thank you... I’ll tell you...
I dream so much,
What will I say,
Be my...
Beloved wife.

No — you said...

It can’t be....
To be or not to be?....
The question is — why am I alive?

I don’t want to live without your
Witty phrases....
Without “I love you,” “I kiss you,”
“I hug you”…

And you...
I’m morally dead…
And you’re in my heart…
I loved you… I managed to write it!