Joy is a Moment of Hell
I am the moon.
You will always
be able to
look up to me
Though I only
shine bright
in your eyes
in absence of the sun
I am. Constant love
lighting your path
and protecting you
with shadows
Though I'm just,
not quite enough
Without my own
orb of light
He. He is your sun.
He is the one
whom you lust for,
For his stellar rays
Even when
he would burn you
and cast you aside
His incredible contempt
For all that you are
For all that I love.
He feeds the plants
so he can then
char your shoulders
And you let him.
I could linger
as a footnote
Unnoticed, for eternity
But if only you'd
gaze up to see me
How can I blame you
When I can't even
Blame the grass
For forgetting my face
I would never leave you
Alone in the dark
and think nothing of it
Sleep and you've lost me.