Tuesday, January 05, 2021

WEPT BUCKETS


Once again, a lucent moon. 

It's been this way for Millennium. 

So here again. 

I walk alone. 

I'm all alone, i don't know. 

And i still walk alone. 

Amidst midnight breeze. 

I was again sad and alone. 

Still i stumbled on my ruinate way. 

The fourteenth moon, Cried on its own

No silver lining, so sad! 

Jaremaid  to cruel clouds. 

 I saw this scene. 

I know I'm lying to myself. 

I endure such a fate, felt such a great

On the dark road, 

With horror in head, acting happy. 

Hiding my pain again.