On the dark side of the moon is where I stand
Alone and treacherous is what I am.
Just walk away now
I don't need your help
Let me. Be me.
I'm more of a devil than an angel
And yes that is true.
It's too late for me
But not for you
So walk away now
Save yourself
Save yourself from me.
YOU ARE READING
On the dark side of the moon
PoetryDoes it really matter what you see? After all it is hard being me. Secluded to the darkness, away from you all. One more step off the ledge and I will fall.
