A secret rises to the surface
And this crimson sweetness that
It has submerged in

Your memories will fester in your mind
Nurture them or they’ll rot away
Leaving an aftertaste inside your head

Don’t listen to the screaming behind your eyes
Or they will chase you down inside your dreamscape

Blood Red Moonshining in the sky
Calling us awake and into the dark

But our solitude will keep us fortitude
From all these dreams and fears
That perpetuate our lives

Pray by your bedside that the night will end
And you’ll finally see the blue.
Hopefully, it’s not an illusion.



© Sofia Villagrana 2018