And yet
I stand here,
Trapped
Surrounded on all
Four Sides
With reminders of you
Staring me down
Telling me it’s
Time to let go
To be continually confined,
Scratching at the high walls of my
Cell until my fingers
Bleed, with no one listening to my
Whimpers except the moon.
She’s the only one who never
Gave up – on me –
Continued to shine on –
Despite all I’ve done
I keep desperate hold on that thought
As I lay down each night to sleep –
Holding my blanket of moonbeams
As I dream of all that
Could have been.
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