Spirits Poem by Gianni Pintus

The sky are darkens and in total mud,
Lightning brightens between this flood.

Thunder rolls across the marsh,
Stars fall down until they crash.

I sit alone by the window open,
Losing myself totally after spoken.

That is when the spirits appear to haunting me,
They are came to play a little game and that's will be.

They will never leave and I cannot rest,
What can I do? if they are put me to the test?

When the spirits had enough and they will be gone,
I will sit down again by the open window all alone