O yes she is dying finally her blood-dripping soul, and her tired arms are giving up
O why would the world give such a beautiful sight when she is giving up?
Her dreams, her ambitions, the love of her life and her trusting
Her faith, her trust, her desire are disappearing
She is aching, dying, fainting and weakening
She is trying to breathe but something was stuck in her heart
Pushing the walls of her chest trying to get out of that cursed heart
Pushing away that white-silk-soul that turned to black flames
And her skin is crying blue trying to put out those flames
Seeking, running, flopping and drowning
My skin became wailed, it is aching but would I ask for forgiveness?
My bones are about to collapse, and my life is empty of happiness
The ceiling of my dark room is dripping blood, and the walls are grey
The sky is too dark and cloudy tonight and I can't even see the stars that are grey
Looking, seeking, focusing and praying
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My moon if the sky is too dark and cloudy how can I gaze at you and heal from our mistakes?
My beautiful moon how can I stop myself from over thinking about those cursed mistakes
The life made us a lie, the life made us a secret again
The holes are barking at me, and its humidity is seeking me again
Screaming, crying, panicking and muffling
The moon used to be my only lover, it still is but I can't see it
The moon knows I can hear its voice and imagine its sight, but I still can't see it
But can I touch it? Can I feel it going through my skin?
But can it start healing it, taking care of it, and give a new birth to my bruised skin
Tearing, fearing, weeping and surrendering
O my moon I wish I can see you again, when will this painful dark era end?
O my beautiful moon I wish I could touch your pure soul and make your fears come to an end
The sky will be falling softly on the ground, and the rain will be floating in the air
The sky will be shining on the ground, and the clouds will disappear and give space to the air
Flying, shining, sparkling and glimmering
With you to the new dawn...
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One day I will be yours again
We will fight this
Together
Forever.
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The Full Moon
Poetry"Her dreams, her ambitions, the love of her life and her trusting Her faith, her trust, her desire are disappearing She is aching, dying, fainting and weakening.." I wrote this book for someone that gave me the inspiration and encouraged me to. Tha...
