As the moon rises and the sun hides,
With a promiscuous man in the night she rides.
Man of no merit
Man of no sight
Man who knows not how to do right.
His magnetism?
His wealth.
His mind not kind,
and nothing of worth.
But this woman finds him her way off this Earth.
Though not off of this planet but off of the ground
for she wishes for life not of the barrels end.

Her ascent not long-winded,
her mind led astray.
This man she once lived for
Gone as the moon in the middle of day.

As the dusk leaves and the dawn sits in place
she, found in another's embrace,
removes the tears that sit upon her bruised face.
Her mind is now broken,
her will is now gone.
Too often she thinks
He can do no wrong.
No lessons learnt
No wisdom gained.

In her mind in a desert she dwells,
all alone with no comfort,
No water, no well.