One of those ubiquitous
commonplaces,
one of those recurrent myths,
the myth of Paradise Lost,
and deep in my heart,
the unwanted memories,
the unglamorous images,
the somewhat muffled piercing sounds,
so many bittersweet days,
so many sleepless nights,
hope versus fear,
the days and the nights,
the joy and the sorrow,
I see myself,
day in and day out,
day after day,
night after night,
learning to escape from hell.

© Eytán Lasca, 2008