I
Close
My
Eyes
•
The fog rolled in
Obscuring
Stars and sky
Mostly
The moon
Feels lost to me
•
I burn like
The sun
In this dark
Of night
Wanting to drown
The soft glow
Of moonbeams
And suicide
•
Cheated reality
Pond cast
With frail line
Apart the light
Falls falling
Reach reaching
A single finger
For more distance
Stretched
To touch the moon
That isn't there
•
But he is
In all
His human form
Whole of feeling
Rimmed with
Steel and pain
I wish I could
Melt away
With the touch of my hand
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