There he walks from left to right
The same route as the evenings before
But today something is different
Today the moon shines so bright
That it makes me wonder even more
Whether this is just an accident
Because today has not been my day
Even though it should have been
Now i'm filling up with sorrow
As my thoughts are drifting away
Slowly soothing the pain from within
Lets try again tomorrow
I think as i look at my dog who's allready on his way home
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Talking to the moon
PoetryThe emptyness of walking outside during nights. Accompanied just by the moon, stars, a dog and the thoughts that slowly embrace the pitch black environment. That is my moment of drifting away into the streams of words, chained together into poems, s...
