The moon is your guardian angel
She knows everything about you
When you cry
What makes you happy
She was there when you were born
She'll be there when you die
Always constant
Never wavering
Even though some nights she can't be seen
You know she's still there
She gazes into your bedroom window with her silver stare
Keeping watch over you in your most vulnerable state
People come and go but the moon is forever
When you are up late at night
And your head is clouded
And your heart conflicted
Look to the moon
Let her peace and serenity wash over you for she has much to give
The moon is an old spirit
She knows of troubles of all sorts
Nothing fazes her
She is calm and loving always and forever
The moon is your guardian angel
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My Depressive Mind
PoezieThis is merely a collection of my thoughts, a glimpse into the insanity that is my mind. Enjoy. *TRIGGER WARNING*