All is out of synch, and not what it seems;
As I toss and turn in the fevered night.
No one, but me, can hear my silent screams.
I awaken ghost white from such a fright.
There are things, I've left undone in my dreams.
I must return to sleep and put them right!
Although I fear the unknown, darker realms,
I want to spread some light where danger dwells.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yeah come to light and spread continuously to where the dark lives
Thanks Mahtab...much appreciated!