Pale moon, when the laws of love and silver trust
disintegrate in the tide.
Hollow soul, as the boulder of humanity comes
crumbling deep inside.
Crying child, from the years ago when you were left
an orphan emotionally.
Wild eyes, from the selling of morality to satisfy
Mourning stars, as they watch you pour your life
out on the ground.
Spinning earth, screaming toward her peril without
an inkling of a sound.
Last look, as I beg you to pick up your life and
stir your conscience vigor.
Sad farewell, as your eyes declare your love for me...
Your selfishness is bigger.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
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