Dear Moon,
It's hard for me
To wake up
Every morning.
For I have to calm my heart,
Of knowing that I won't see you
Until the darkness creeps in
And until the only thing left to do,
Is to wait for you to rise back
And glow my scars.
It's hard for me to
Handle the fact
That you'll be gone.
Again.
By the morning,
And I'll have to lose
Your sight.
Everytime.
YOU ARE READING
𝘈𝘙𝘐𝘚𝘌
PoetryHighest rank- #1st in poetry❤ (back when these tags actually meant something) * In the hope that you'll find solace in my words. You're not alone. * Book cover by @WriterBells
