under the moon
By Azreal
sometimes....its so hard to rememberthe good times..though times were never good the 'better' times stand outi look at the fall cloudsas they blanket the moonah, the moonhow beautifulit symbolizes joy, and no more worriesit symbolizes irresponsibility, and carelessnessahh, those times.....this sky that i envision, one that ive gazed a million foldis taking me backto unbroken youthstaying out late, stumbling in drunkall these wonderful memoriestake place under this one moondrugs and womeni miss those times, those days, those nightsbut then theres the flipside to this moon i beholddoubtsleeping in places other than my bedfear,misery from my stepfather cuz after i am violated i stare out the windowat this mooneyes welling up in tearshating myself for being weakashamedof my family and my torn faceof my eyesfor one sensing the foul memories and ravaged hate that ive feltu can see it in mein my eyeswhen i look at u , behind my smile u can hear me screaming for helpfor submissionfor deathi look at u nervously ever time i talkand every time my eyes meet ursi can see u become uneasycuz looking at me is like looking at a cemeterythe lost misguided souls scream to u through my gazethe souls are these memoriesthat wind and twist in agonyeverytime our eyes meetand i look at this moon with these eyes full of hate and despairand it takes me backunder this moon i have livedif u want to say that im living, cuz inside i am far worse than painful deathand under this moon i will dieit is the watcherthe profitthe messenger of thoughtof hate of joyand u look into my eyesand u see the moon casting its reflection upon themand u turn awaybecause u cant help menoone canand the moon witnesses me falllike one certain angel from heaveni fall from earthinto death right before ur very eyesand the story is told by my icy lookand recorded by the moonforever to torture me as i continue to dierepititouslyevery single dayevery single nightunder this moon.....if u like this go to www.thestarlitecafe.com for more,under dark and my penname there is Azreal too Written September 1st, 2001 © on Sep 01 2001 03:16 PM PST 0 • 1
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"sometimes....its so hard to rememberthe good times..though times were never good the 'better' times stand outi look at the fall cloudsas they blanket the moonah, the moonhow beautifulit symbolizes joy, and no more worriesit symbolizes irresponsibility, and carelessnessahh, those times.....this sky that i envision, one that ive gazed a million foldis taking me backto unbroken youthstaying out late, stumbling in drunkall these wonderful memoriestake place under this one moondrugs and womeni miss those times, those days, those nightsbut then theres the flipside to this moon i beholddoubtsleeping in places other than my bedfear,misery from my stepfather cuz after i am violated i stare out the windowat this mooneyes welling up in tearshating myself for being weakashamedof my family and my torn faceof my eyesfor one sensing the foul memories and ravaged hate that ive feltu can see it in mein my eyeswhen i look at u , behind my smile u can hear me screaming for helpfor submissionfor deathi look at u nervously ever time i talkand every time my eyes meet ursi can see u become uneasycuz looking at me is like looking at a cemeterythe lost misguided souls scream to u through my gazethe souls are these memoriesthat wind and twist in agonyeverytime our eyes meetand i look at this moon with these eyes full of hate and despairand it takes me backunder this moon i have livedif u want to say that im living, cuz inside i am far worse than painful deathand under this moon i will dieit is the watcherthe profitthe messenger of thoughtof hate of joyand u look into my eyesand u see the moon casting its reflection upon themand u turn awaybecause u cant help menoone canand the moon witnesses me falllike one certain angel from heaveni fall from earthinto death right before ur very eyesand the story is told by my icy lookand recorded by the moonforever to torture me as i continue to dierepititouslyevery single dayevery single nightunder this moon.....if u like this go to www.thestarlitecafe.com for more,under dark and my penname there is Azreal too..."