Once my moon he was
Despite the separate orbits we took on but
Oh, her tears, her cold tears
Watching them fighting and rolling down her cheeks
Making wrinkles all over her face out of pain
I heard them chains breaking within me
That has been tied to the monster in the dark den
Oh, her tears, her fresh tears
They could cut him out from the moon and
Disappear him into a black hole despite his intentions
The igniting arrows they were shooting at me
Felt ticklish on the walls of my fort I rebuilt overnight
I can gaze at the moon without picturing him now
The enchanted history I was craving was made
A history that is painted with naïve mistakes
Human souls cannot be compared to the sacred moon
A/N: When things should've ended peacefully, he did something unexpectedly, making my family hurt, making my mother cry which turned us into enemies, this piece was born on 26th of December 2023
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A FRAGMENT OF FOREVER | Poetry
PoetryThe journey of me and my first ever muse made in poetry version through love and loss making it to a fragment of our "forever" (The first few poems can be too basic and less poetic since it's my first time writing poems)
