I walked alone
sad
but i'd known
so it wasn't that bad

My pockets were empty
and so was my head
Everything was meaningless
every measly word I'd thought or said

But here there was comfort
For no one could steal
no one could make me suffer
Fear wasn't something I could feel

But along the solitary march
I come across a sudden light
vague and distant: a hopeful arch
and suddenly there was reason to fight

And so I named it moon
And I hung it up in the sky
a wondrous glowing balloon
my single solemn ally

And now I sleep in terror
Now I live with dread
Hoping I will never
see the day that it will fade, and fall, and be
dead