I
Am
A ghost
The air
Still
Chills
I
Haunt
My lost – want
Floating
Hoping
My grey ghost – mind
Will
Finally
Find
This
Queer
Question
Make
Clear
My manifestation
Fly
Free
My maddened – imagination
Sun
Rises and
Falls
A
Million
Midnights
Moon
Whispers
To the sisters
Chilled
Sky
Ivory
Whispers
Wicked
Fantasy
Peoples
Passersby
Glide through my eyes
I’m sealed here
For a million years
For a million tears
Watching
Waiting
Anticipating
Still I muse
Within
Crazed confuse
Still I sigh
When did this path – I choose?
When did this soul – die?
I am
A man
Damned
Eternity
Of
Misery
Deep weeping
I shout
Who will at last blow – this candle out?