Full Moon
Dirt in my nose
Dirt in my eyes
I howl, I howl, I howl
Nails bleeding
A pit in my stomach
I curse everything
what once was us
Howling at the moon
Scratching at the ground
Dug myself too deep
Should've been my grave
I curse, I curse, I curse
Howling at the moon
Roaming around
Foaming at the mouth
I, the rabid animal
You, oh-so-innocent
I howl, I howl, I howl
Copyright © Thalia Avila | Year Posted 2023
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