Pain Poem by Arno Holz

Forgiven?
...Me? ...You? ...
Long ago..
I
did...even before I...knew
it.
But
...forgotten? ...forgotten? ? ...
Oh!
If only I...could! !
Often,
right in the brightest sunshine,
when I'm...'happy' and 'not thinking...about anything,'
suddenly,
gray,
it sits...before me.
There:
...chrrrr...
like
a...toad!
And
all, all, all
seems...again
stale. Stale
and cheerless.
The
whole of...life!
And
I am...sad. Sad..about
you
and...me...and...me...and
you.