Bittersweet

• Moths

If moths always search for the light do you think they try to reach for the stars?
Do you think they get depressed when they can't do it?
If moths always search for the light do you think they fall in love with each other when they confess their biggest wish is to land on the moon?
Do you think they sleep better than us because they know what they want in their lives while we have no idea-
My heart is a hungry lion but tonight my heart is made of feathers instead of claws.
My heart is a shape-shifter with the ability to transform into anything as long as it's something that can sob.
My heart is the moth but it's also the light.
My heart is on airplane mode but work keeps calling and I know it.
My heart is always the back seat passenger who gets forgotten
My brain usually drives past his house and never feels sorry when my heart has to remember he should have dropped him off there.
My brain is the first thing you read when you search for a synonym of the word labyrinth
My brain is cloudy autumn nights
And my heart a jar filled with moths that sometimes are scared that there's no light at the end of the tunnel,
just the tunnel.



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Hey guys, I know I know. I'm having a creator's block and if you want you can punch me in the face for spending so muchhhh time without writing.

I'm also working on a fiction book right now.

I want to thank @oceanfoxe for contacting me and remembering me there are readers waiting for me to stop being a d*ck to myself.

Thank you all for reading and voting and especially for just being here.

Love you all.