Decease of Internal Light
J H, Jorge Horno
How I wish life would run through me again with its longings
And throbbing, with its ascension and irradiation towards the triumph of being
That sonic orgy would stay in me until being unbearable. How I wish
Life has infected me with aches of consciousness and spirit
I have been tormented by the greatest sorrows
Despairs, obsessions and mental tortures
I felt like dying every moment
Sighing continuously for the embrace of nothingness
Lived in torture begging
For the annihilation of all existence
My fear was to exist, rather than dying
For life it was a chanting to the grief
Of the false desire to living warm comfort this one
That tomorrow shall be more placid than today
