I'm not crazy,I'm just well spoken.Drank too many different potions.I drank a potion oh so blue. And my face turned a sad hue.It made me feel sadness and despair.But he was always there. Then I went and drank some red.It made...

Into the storm I go again. Lit by flashes of lightning, yet the sun peeks from behind towering thunder clouds to warm my face in this blitz.

This shroud of nighttime burns from the flame of my candle.   Shadows tiptoe away, the night recedes like a black ocean.   Quivering, shadow and light dance, an endless dance.