The sun is setting, so am I
I wish I could chase the day
transcend from body to the clouds
Watching you rot away from above
A golden sunset, I beg to take a lift out of here
on lightspeed rays of deep yellow light
just to save my soul before it rusts on the floor
My hands are tired of writing questions and question marks
shadow, so many shadows
I'm blind, so blind me with your light
I don't know, what I want
I just don't know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so many times it occured to me that i don't know what i want but i keep myself on autopilot and God bless my soul. i guess it turn out good. i could relate to what you're in. thanks for sharing.md. i never abandon ship.