To The Night Star

Totally lost in this game,

Though I am giving full thrust,

Every effort is made lame.
 

Colours in the life

Are rather too dark

To clear the darkness,

I, I need the spark.
 

I am submerged completely

In the water of my wills

I enjoyed a lot

Now, paying the bills…
 

Oh, you night star

Do you ever come down?

I am striving to climb up…

And I have become just a clown.
 

You have the spark

You are mild

Here I get only ash,

Then I just go wild...
 

Here I beg you…

Send me the spark

And I must not go wild…

So, in the packet of a drop.