Lonely moon:
I’m sitting beside a naked window, staring at a lonely moon…
wondering how tears became my shadow, and pain feeds me with it’s spoon…
I look around me… and see nothing else, but a naked window, a lonely moon and a stranger’s hand all over me…
My mind is gone… its traveling long, going nowhere,
coz my soul is still there…
where the ground sucked up my blood…
there,…
I’m sitting beside a naked window, staring at a lonely moon…
wondering how tears became my shadow, and pain feeds me with it’s spoon…
I look around me and see nothing else, but my naked eyes, my lonely heart
alone with this dreadful secret
and my hand wiping away my tears…
From the archives 2008
