I Cry With the Stars
The sky outside is dark to my eyes, The moon, it pierces through the night, The stars, they shine as if they have never shinned so bright before. The clouds, they dare not dethrone the moon, It's brightness guides me as I search through The open field to where I might find the secrets to my life. I cry, I try, I no longer wonder why. My life, It has been forgotten. This human infatuation has destroyed my mind. Tonight will be my last, Until I rise above the clouds, Until I sleep upon the moon.... Soon I will cry, As do the stars.I'm experimenting with different patters... so just let me know what you think... and by they way... it metaphorically tells a story. Written November 25th, 2001 © on Nov 24 2001 04:37 PM PST 0 • 1
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"The sky outside is dark to my eyes,..."