It hides in the darkness
And lurks in the shadows

The sun can block it out
But not keep it away in the night

Sometimes the moon is my only solace
But it leaves

Then I'm left alone

The demons whispering
Become shouts

It leaves me deaf
And blinded

The light stolen
By the hateful thieves

With that light
Leaves
My
Hope

But it lingers in my mind
Even when it's pitch black

Even when the shouts make me deaf
I hear the words

Hold
On
Possibilities
Exist

The little birdie
My little angel
My wonderful friend

Is here
They snuck in
And were beside me
They were with me
Even through the worst

When no one was here
They still were
They became my light

Even now as I'm in the dark
I know they are here
And it gives me

Hope

Sometimes you get bored and decide to send me an "I miss you" text. My fingers reach for my phone, ready to type a message as if on autopilot, but then I remember why we don't talk anymore in the first place. Loving you destroyed pieces of me and it was either I let you go or lose the small part of me that was left behind. I decided a long time ago that I will not tear myself down to help build up someone else. So then, when my fingers grasp the phone and click on your message out of habit, I realize I can no longer say the same about you. I begin typing but the message you received is not the one you were expecting.
*-I sure as hell hope you do.

Sun and Moon. Perfect.
Dancing across the sky. Love
without thought of time

Night. The Moons domain
The slow beating of a heart
Life's quiet exhale

Day. Plain of the Sun.
The softness of howling winds
Life in its purest.

Sun and Moon. Broken
Never meeting, but forever
Love, unrequited

It would have been better if you had left me for dead in the woods,
no sun, no air, no water, no chance of survival,
and yet you choose to let me live like this,
in a state of madness that I can't control.
I should have seen it coming from the start
Our paths were destined to part,
yet I was a fool and believed the smile
you used to enchant me with.
I should've known it was all a cruel lie
it was in front of me the whole time,
all those memories that I cherished.
What goes up must come down.
Well, that explains a lot, considering that
many a few times I thought we were both on cloud nine.
We fell like a damaged airplane,
crashing and burning.
You told me you knew you would make a mistake.
I'd be surprised if you haven't already made it.
I went through hell and high water for you,
yet you would now be inconvenienced to give me
the time of day.
All our friends were convinced we would live in bliss;
be ninety years old sipping lemonade and watching our grandchildren
running on our lawn.
I thought they were right.
And yet, I see your face wherever I go.
Every distraction somehow fails.
Strangely though, the thing I am most angry about...
is the fact that you never came after me.
I miss the beating of your heart next to mine.
I miss dancing with you in the moonlight.
I miss you.