O when shall you leave me
repulsive dark Night –
was I born for the Shadows
or destined for Light?
I am surrounded
by fogs of delusion
many have torches
whose flames are illusion
I’ve danced like a moth
entranced by the flicker
but when the fires fade
the smoke just gets thicker
so when shall you leave me
seductive dark Night?
I live in the Shadows
I long for the Light