The Moon
Screaming,
screaming at the moon.
So big and blue in the sky,
I step onto the balcony ledge.
The moon a trapped soul like my own.
Walk forwards it urges me.
Drop into nothing, your on the brink of breaking.
The moon urging me to die, so that I can join him in the sky.
My feet shuffle towards that moon,
but I feel arms around me now.
No he whispers, he wont let go.
I feel my body straining, trying to take one more step.
He pulls me back from the depth.
My reason.
There never was a reason before today,
I always hoped in the ground my corpse soon would lay.
Wanted to join that moon so bright,
wanted my soul to take an endless flight.
My reason.
Thank you.
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