| Do I care? ( @ 2003-04-03 16:41:00 |
Moon
For some strange reason I feel like crying. I don’t know why, but I feel like I am being sucked back into the black void, which is my sub-conscious. I want to sleep, dream, fly, and wake well rested, alive and ready to smile at the beautiful day. But I am so tired, too sick, I just want to lay next to you in your arms…forever…
For some reason I am afraid…afraid of the moon and her jealous whispers into our ears. I am afraid of her desperate attempts to steal you from me, but she cannot and will not! The stars; our friends will protect us from the moons’ devious ways.
I love you…sweet slumber…no more jealous whispers from the moon falling on sensitive ears…
For some strange reason I feel like crying. I don’t know why, but I feel like I am being sucked back into the black void, which is my sub-conscious. I want to sleep, dream, fly, and wake well rested, alive and ready to smile at the beautiful day. But I am so tired, too sick, I just want to lay next to you in your arms…forever…
For some reason I am afraid…afraid of the moon and her jealous whispers into our ears. I am afraid of her desperate attempts to steal you from me, but she cannot and will not! The stars; our friends will protect us from the moons’ devious ways.
I love you…sweet slumber…no more jealous whispers from the moon falling on sensitive ears…