to the moon who understood,
to the tears only you saw,
to the constant wonders whispered,
to the healing of the scars, old and new,
to the hope of a painless journey,
to the moonlit paper written with thoughts,
to the words unsaid,
to the ones i sent,
and to the people who believed
one day i'll reach the stars,
marray, ate aly, ate yennie,
you all deserve a dedication,
and this is it,
i guess.
YOU ARE READING
moonlit wounds and words (you are celestial #1)
Poetrywhen the blazing sun sets and i'm alone with my mind, when the stars start to shine and the wounds ache with rhymes, a pen in one hand the other clutching my heart, this is how the tears evolve, the way i bleed, and the pain dissolves a collection o...
