Candle light shadows.
Wicket witch wicks.
I am crazy.
Crazy I am.
Shades of thunder lights my lust.
Just is not a must must.
Blanket covered insane mind.
Black is not listed in a nick of time.
Give me hope.
Hope is never given.
What I want is a sign.
Stars are falling.
The moon is faking.
I am not deaf.
I am dead.
Please madam Death.
I am for the taking.
Hear my call.
I am ready.
I will fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem