me and the moon

i’m drawn to the silence

the echoes of the wind

the simplicity of just being

and i cant seem to let go

the moon keeps her evil eye on me

she wants me to be alone with this gray matter

and some nights my ideations are filled with excitement and hope

while others are filled with the past and the pain

but still i would rather collide with the moon than the sun

as he shines too bright and i could never compete

i just want to be with the silence and the wind

i just want to be with her