My silver moonlit night
Turned into a dark night.
My dreamy cloud
Turned into rain.
My pure love
Turned as hatred for me.
And I stand here
With my eyes
Pouring my shattered hopes,
My hands open
Welcoming loneliness,
And my heart now turning a red stone,
And nothing more.
Beneath this dark night
Which will never turn
My silvery moonlit night …
Turned into a dark night.
My dreamy cloud
Turned into rain.
My pure love
Turned as hatred for me.
And I stand here
With my eyes
Pouring my shattered hopes,
My hands open
Welcoming loneliness,
And my heart now turning a red stone,
And nothing more.
Beneath this dark night
Which will never turn
My silvery moonlit night …
My silver moonlit night
ReplyDeletePhased into an unsetlling night.
My dreamy cloud
Turned into hail.
My pure love
Turns to angst.
As I stand here
With my eyes
Facing the ghosts of broken hopes,
With my hands wide open
Loneliness the intention best be cruel,
And my heart now melting into a shapeless ether,
For is there nothing that remains?
Beneath this dark night
Which will never turn back to
My silvery moonlit night?