I am the moon
When the light fades
And the world turns a blind eye,
I become alive.
I show myself to only the darkness,
The soul of the night.
The stars puncture the darkness
That I take comfort in,
And glisten with the prospects of
Hope, that I so desperately need;
A light in the enveloping darkness.
The light that keeps me from
That holds me up in the sky,
Keeping me from succombing to the
That is around me.
I am the moon,