They say the moon only comes out at night because she's there to be the light in the dark. The moon knows darkness so she tries to comfort those who share her her knowledge of pain. You, Luna mea, shine bright in the darkness of my life.
I hope to show you my soul, Lubirea mea. We have both seen that this world is cruel. It's nice to have a breath of fresh air from that cruelty. Thank you,
This is something I wrote for the girl from Roses are Dead. This was before all the bullshit went down. Which I feel like makes it even worse.
YOU ARE READING
A little bit of Insight into my mind
Poetrythis is just where I write my songs n poems n stuff.. lots ab heart break, love, depression etc
