a letter to the moon-
why must you set, so high in the sky
so big, bigger than me, bigger than everything
the morning
oh, the morning
so entrapping, so suffocating
singing
i hear singing
is that you? or is it the bird?
a simple melody
a complex emotion
alone
darker
the candle flickers
darker
a cloud passes over
darker
where are you?
i close my eyes
inhale
cold, stinging
exhale
i open my eyes
i feel... heavy
is it the dead leaves?
or the spring day?
tumbling like a house of cards
4 o'clock
is that all?
dawn will be soon
your blue shade will disappear over me
my friend, this letter is coming to a close
the red morning is coming
you're getting tired, i can tell
thank you, truly, for allowing me to break off myself into shatters
under your light, i never lost sight of them
please don't cry, i'll be back
your blue shade is leaving
the bird has stopped singing
oh? you're already asleep
dawn is passing, i must go
it won't be long
but until then,
hold me tight.
