the story of the moon

the story of the moon and a girl who is too afraid to call it home.

it’s not because she is reluctant – it is quite the opposite.

have you ever desired something so strongly

you are afraid of the outcome?

when i look back at my relationship with Fate,

she has forsaken me many times and

has led me astray.

so many darkened paths and haunted moans,

i’ve never felt so alone underneath the summer sun.

sweltering under his gaze, i can only pray

that he will make me forget–even if it for one day.

but the moon never forgets–she seems to carry

my sins stitched in her starry clock.

how many times has she come to collect

at my bedroom window?

how many times has she seen me collapse?

i’ve fallen apart so many times,

my spine has become curved,

like a crescent moon. i’ve been humbled

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