The night the moon cried
The night the moon cried gossamer teardrops
The night the moon cried gossamer teardrops
Floating down from the heavens like raindrops
Dressed in heartbreak, reaching out to touch
Chilling me to my core, this hurts overmuch
The night the moon cried drops into the ocean
As I struggled to swim, bogged down by emotion
Stars glittered brightly overhead as I sank down
The steadfast sky ignores my pleas as I drown
The night the moon cried for the death of love
Stories lost in the stars, winking from above
Broken dreams shattered across the universe
Hunger for things unattainable is the curse
The night the moon cried, I collected every tear
How foolish I was to think that you were sincere
Untethered to this earth, unwelcomed by the clouds
Forever hidden by the moon’s tearful shrouds
Originally posted on Medium
About the Creator
Britt Blomster
I'm a writer, poet, storyteller and dreamer. I'm inspired by the world around me and channel that into my writing.
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