Dark Moon

Lost a friend at young age

I run into the night,
falling rain feels like tears
of blood from the moon.
the stain of pooling drops
near your mouth overtakes,
death’s grip rips you away.
Twenty long years have gone
Hidden scars still reveal
though memories will fade,
The darkness still remains.

Reviews

[NotaBene]

Wow this is incredibly good, and incredibly sad.
It is sad when a young life gets cut short, I hope that writing this allows you to cope.
Sorry for your loss.