is it already this time again?

I don‘t need to ask, because I know
the falling rain has turned to snow

the bluest sky covered by grey
fallen leaves stained with decay

like every cycle reaches its end
no life is anymore left to fend

light becomes something we don‘t see
rays of sun each day a fleeting memory

around me this ancient world solemnly dies anew
while I watch silently, sipping on a tea I just brew

you've become the warmth in my heart
the motivation to start
the reason to go
to embrace the snow

you've become the time spent right
the end to a fight
the will to endure
you are so pure

you've become the strength in me
the unfiltered glee
the soothing of hate
can this be fate?

you've become everything I wish to be
yet you're doing it all so effortlessly
and this little poem should let you know
it won't matter where, I will follow

oh dear moon
so we meet again

I've been trying to avoid this
even though my room looks best
when basked in your silvern glow
in this light you shine on me
all my worries feel so far away
hours between me and reality

oh dear moon
let's confide in each other

I prefer the world this way
the layer of night covering it all
making me think I am alone
in the silence of the dark
not daring to turn on the lights
how else will I see your cold beauty?

oh dear moon
please be my muse

once you rise I feel at ease
words spilling onto the page
my brush flying across the canvas
as you charge me with creativity
and sometimes I simply sit and stare
while you illuminate my skin, my soul

oh dear moon
I have to leave

nothings pains me as much to admit
I cannot be here any longer
it tires me waiting until you rise
always dreading the moment I awake
but I've known this already forever
yet never able to rip free from your cycle

oh dear moon
we will meet again
in the early morning
at 3am