Being in hell but looking up to heaven,
Being in the dark but looking towards the sunshine.
The Naming Technique of Night? This collection of poems comes from a female poet who began to struggle with schizophrenia at the age of eighteen: Pizarnik. The above two lines of poetry profoundly depict a brave mental patient who repeatedly struggled between life and death, but persisted in not giving up the hope of living.
This collection of poems is not suitable for pessimistic people to read, because they may see the abyss and fall from the point of no return.
This collection of poems is not suitable for optimistic people, because they simply cannot understand the pain of a patient struggling repeatedly between life and death.
This is a collection of poems written for those who work hard. It is so wonderful that a soul that suffered from schizophrenia at the age of eighteen can resist the temptation of death and continue the pain of life. An admirable deed, so what else can we complain about in reality?
This is a collection of poems written for people whose hearts are imprisoned. What prison is stronger than death? Survival from death is not afraid, so what other prison can imprison you? A heart that prevents it from pursuing light and happiness?
Cage
There is a sun outside.
It’s just a sun
But people look at it
and sing.
I don’t understand the sun.
I know the angel's melody
and the fiery sermon of The Last Wind
.
I know how to scream until dawn
When death rests naked on my shadow.
I cry under my name.
I wave my handkerchief in the night
The big ships that yearn for reality dance with me.
I hide the nails and mock my sick dreams.
The sun is shining outside.
I wear ashes.