Caprice

[mallaloca]

Moonlight moves the ocean
Lights up, circumstantial (What lights up? What is circumstantial?)
I want to walk on water
I will walk, I will

I will sink
Darkness hits (How?)
I spin around and I don't know
What is up and what is down?

So this is life
And this is death
At the same time, right now
I have to make a choice somehow

I don't know, I don't, I don't

It is a powerful poem and subject. A little bit more clarity would make it better in my opinion. Thanks for sharing.