My moon has fallen from
my night sky,
I am blind.
My faithful knight
is no more.
The bow has been
drawn and aimed
for my heart.
It is forever
split,
in between the
dark.
YOU ARE READING
Lullabies in the Dark
PoetryJust a lot of my poems from some of my early-late teen years and maybe a couple will be added from the present.
