A yellow moon has been checking up on me. Each night I lay here, overwhelmed in sadness, broken body sprawled in front of me,the Moon peeks in and checks on me.
I never thought I’d have to find strength like this. To be mostly alone and trapped in my bed, I never thought I’d get lonely alone in my head.
But the moon knows the worries and the moon absorbs much of the pain, She takes and She takes and has nothing to gain.