Swallowing the Moon
Slow melody reminds me
Of the soft blackness
Caressing my cheek
Silence also describes
The unusual feeling
Still, already full
The dark abyss
Falls endlessly
Holding all but
Showing nothing
Leaving traces of
Sinister thoughts
Footprints of the
Unknown is daunting
As always
But don’t be
Don’t be weakened
By the ominous feel
Have a slice of hope
Piece of light to lead you
Because however dark
There is always light
Because however dark
There are always handsome colors
Which make the blackness
There is always one thing
You know that deserves the gold
Like how I am with my poem
This poem is about:
Me
