The Darkness of the Moonlight
She's got a pocket full of moonlight
Sitting on her windowsill she looks out to death
She's been touched by the night,
Eaten by the dark
Ever so dimmly she sees her life flash
Before her watery pools of eyes
She's begging quietly, silently
To an unknown savior, a useless protector
She closes her eyes as a single sliver of light
Peeks through her blackened drapes
She's alone
She seens no one, no one sees her
Her skin is pale like the moon
Her image is faint against the stars
For once in her black tunnel
There is no light
Only endless roads leading to no where
She's gone, disappeared
She's lonely, alone, lonesome
No one holds her cold hand
She's been forgotten
While the rest of the world sings Que Sera Sera!
She's not living anymore
Nor is she feeling
She's went on, alone
She's got a pocket full of moonlight.
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Okay wow, I was trippen down there in the previous poem entry! Hahahaha. The feeeeeeezy. Lols. I wanna slap myself for that one..LOL. but i never delete poems, so i'll leave it there. it's just like. umm Kristine, are you serious?! Hahahah. BUTTT yeah lol.
Umm anywayyyy. I wanted to post the poem we had to write about in creative writing class today.. Our teacher threw out random words on the board, and we had to pick one and write something dark/depressing/sad and contrast it with a foreign word/phrase that is totally the opposite. and this is waht i came up with in 5 minutes. (yes, we were timed). i thought it turned out pretty interesting.. ^^ check it out!
Umm anywayyyy. I wanted to post the poem we had to write about in creative writing class today.. Our teacher threw out random words on the board, and we had to pick one and write something dark/depressing/sad and contrast it with a foreign word/phrase that is totally the opposite. and this is waht i came up with in 5 minutes. (yes, we were timed). i thought it turned out pretty interesting.. ^^ check it out!
xoxo,
Kristine
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