The Moon I look deep in the night, up into the sky – for comfort and to escape my mind – I am dazed from my too much thinking. Thinking of all the nothingness that smothers me, choking the very smile away from my face(s). The sky will let me breath once more, let me see this world for what it is, unforgiving and scarred. As the moon gazes down upon my star lit eyes, it seems to see right through me, softly touching my soul; and yet I inhale no tranquility; It seems there will be no refuge tonight - There is nowhere left no where to conceal my anguish I’ve exposed to much - if only it would rain then just maybe my tears would go undetected. Writen by: Jessica |