Maayan Danoch, with distance, November 2019
when the truth is calling
and there is now way out
when you wake up and know
that your instinct of survival has been on for too long
and you continued
as if nothing is wrong
when you know
you could have handled it differently
but you did not
then sarcasm strikes
after it explodes
it’s surprising
maybe shocking
and there’s no hearing
no resolution
just an insult
and confusion
the hate of the self is stronger than of another
the doubt, self pity
bring no salvation
thinking of another
that’s no good for the moment
when the lift comes in the ways of a new day
new light
when the grass is blossoming
and you don’t even know how
and where this good was hiding in winter times
below darkness and shadows
darkness is not to be afraid of
darkness reveals itself
shadows are mirrors of a self
a place,
in which things can be discovered
binary concept world
words of an old order
however, real
still
frightened of the other.