Closure
Close the door
To this age old tale
Nightmares
No longer scare
I welcome
The mean and wild
Meaning while
You tremble
From night terrors
I laugh
And terror nights
Revenge
For my dissent
Into this eternal descent
The scent
Is no longer foul
The owls hoot
And then bow their heads
To the one who shoots
For the moon
So **** the stars
They shine
So far away
A bunch of suns
In the way
Of the true beauty
Of the night
My Nocturnal Moonlight