I see the sun rise
I watch it set
It lights up a million skies
Without ever having to be told to and yet
When I try to shine
The world around me feels so dim
When I'm asked, "are you okay?" I say "I'm fine"
But inside I wonder why it all feels so grim
I guess I'm just more familiar with the moon
We've been in each others company enough
I've noticed moonlight has a way of making things seems strewn
But when the sun comes back out I know in my heart or in my head things will still be rough
So I keep myself awake when I should be asleep
Maybe in my head, I'm convinced my life will change in the late night haze
But it always ends the same with a gentle weep
And choked airways
YOU ARE READING
the moon as a friend
PoetryHave you ever been unable to fall asleep? This poem explores that concept.