The dark crescent moon gleamed, We stood there, something to say Those choked words and lost thoughts dismissed Fleeting glances, frosty eyelids We slipped into the trance in each other’s eyes. Silent words leaking out my sorrow, Your fluttering sighs I resented, Howling in the distance, my pain echoed, Silence everywhere My soft words merging wrong and right A stand still all around, My soft words slipping into the night Why can’t you feel it? That building pain, That smile lingering on; oblivious. Oblivious to an unknown oblivion ahead, A cause of that so familiar, Your wound in me, mirrored. That disbelief in your eyes, that fear, That twinkle...disappears. Weeping moon veiled by the shadows, I still stood there, something to say Those choked words and lost thoughts dismissed Silence...and she walked away.
Thanks. I actually love doing that, i mean im good at that. It takes me ages to actually pick a topic to write on. I guess i still have to learn in that aspect of writing. The ability to write about almost anything. Thank you, though.