In the Abyss
Saint Creature I fill myself, but not with thoughts –
With what can only be done face to face.
I do what my mother would be ashamed of
With what I walk my whole life side by side.
I fill my emptiness within myself –
Blooming in that moment with hundreds of colours
And I don’t know whether I will heal myself more, or cripple,
In that abyss that I have imagined for myself.
It sounds better in Ukrainian, but…here everything is in English ๐