An Island Torn Between Night And Day Poem by RIC BASTASA

it is your music that makes me alive
at daytime i listen

it is my lust that makes me wander
at night sleep becomes a stranger

lust does not do the talking
it takes you to places that you know you shall regret

it is your music that makes me reflect
about what i should not have done

i am an island torn between two surges of the water
on one tip there is the day on the other there is the night

somehow thinking about these makes me a paper where writings
have become so illegible

how can i read myself with my own eyes?
how can i walk without my own feet now?

i just want to go away and find a place where light is always light
where darkness like sleep becomes another stranger to me.