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I Know What the Moon Says
I've pass through the doors of life not knowing Crept to, I took the steps in front of me - And stopped Still not knowing what I was born to, and the surprises that wait around the corner Naked and tender to the real world Enter adulthood, it comes and with it many paths all in different directions So I choose a path With each destiny I've experienced- The agony and bliss of love, the burning pain and rejection from hate, The sky dancing joy of childbirth, and the death of a loved one, I took a step and fell I fell hard I was covered in an atrocious blunder of self-pity I felt narrow- But I stood up again and wiped off my wounds I cried the words only onto deaf ears No one hears a sound not a sound, “why I cried” The salty tears warm streamed out drenching the side of my face This place I call home the stranger in me now knows Though I share with you I am but a single celled unit alone in this place Facing the unfinished tomorrows and yesterdays My back is withered as a sun drenched driftwood And so I carry the heaviness and parched stories around Lessons you say, such lessons I have felt in the abysmal of my soul Live them until I grow old, until I grow old I have tasted the diseased minds a thousand times yet I crave more It feels safe and familiar all wrapped up in the pull of heart strings’ I hear the pack of wolves at my door step now- Their breath is fiery hot and hungry I face the changes that await me scared and trembling like a child It's only with the strength of my devoted husband that I haven't withered away A man complex in his own right , but with the strength of a fleet of many men I know what the moon says As I stand in its light Holding me close
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