It didn't matter where I was, I was just here.
Floating in between all the versions of myself. Floating away from a place we called home. Away from the memories taking over my mind, making me go insane. Wanting me to scream but my voice is cut off. Hoping for a little birdy to come sit on my windowsills and sing me a pretty song, so I can take it's wings and fly. Some place I'll be happy again. Somewhere over the rainbows is where I belong. Where the moon and the stars dance with the sun, like they were always meant to be together. Then I'll get to be the person who lives in my head. Wishing I was someone I'm not. Being friends with my demons.
- M
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The Moon Knows We Are In Love
Poetryjust some random thoughts that I wrote down which became these poems enjoy <3
