Midnight Moonlight

astray

Suspended in space,

I inhabit a space

In a world I feel

I have no place.

At this pace,

I'll lose the race.

Drifting afloat

There's a note

That I wrote

About my scars.

Wash them away

Just like the stars.

There's a war in my head

Yet sometimes I dread

All that's ahead.

My hands are all red

I need to take my medication

My head is in dilation

You can see my dedication

To reach an elevation

Yet I keep being complacent

Of my own situation.

But now the pain is away,

The sorrow feels astray

Yet emptiness is still at bay.

I remember the day

I was feeling more than gray.

I was halfway there

Near the bridge

There was only a ridge

Between me

And a deep slumber

For infinity.

Miserably searching for

A feeling of serenity

I wish I could

Feel for eternity.

Meanwhile, the pain has faded,

My emotions are less jaded,

My mind no longer feels invaded,

It's been long awaited.

I've traded so much

For my shoulders

To no longer feel weighted.

All of this is translated

Yet I fear

Being hated.

Through my creation

There's frustration

For being lost in translation

So much inspiration

Yet a need for approbation.

There's a sensation of judgment

From an exterior perspective

Through your lens

Beauty is your objective.

Meanwhile, it's all subjective

My expressions are affective

We suffer as a collective

For we only search for a connective.

Our defective hearts

Become effective

When expression lets us

Be deflective.

Irrespective of your opinions,

Emotions are imperfective,

But they are never ineffective

For an introspective view

Into the pain

We have to go through.