weren't you the one
who I was taught to believe
would show me the beauty of stars
on a black stormy night?
why then would you mar
your own flesh
your own blood
with a galaxy of scars
simply out of delight?
yet, ever still
every now and again
i travel down this misty trail
when the moon does not wax
but wanes so bright
and I sing harmonious tunes
twinkling in respite
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 4:26 PM UTC
weren't you the one
who I was taught to believe
would show me the beauty of stars
on a black stormy night?
why then would you mar
your own flesh
your own blood
with a galaxy of scars
simply out of delight?
yet, ever still
every now and again
i travel down this misty trail
when the moon does not wax
but wanes so bright
and I sing harmonious tunes
twinkling in respite