Under Your Delicate Moon

Under Your Delicate Moon

A Poem by DeepStruggle

Saints left to die 

Mayhem before my eyes 

Silenced minds fail to rise 

A sullen night soundlessly cries 

As I dream away from a world of lies 

 

I follow the stars 

That beckon me to fantasy 

I damn the gods of reality 

 

I refuse to be 

I refuse to be 

A slave of time

In a world of calamity 

 

Endless cries inside of me

Harden the nights of agony

eternities of suffering

Deepen my wounds and insanity

 

Sleepless nights, endless wails

Shapeless shadows fill the air

A hopeless prayer of despair

To a God that doesn't care

O mighty lord why are you never there ?

 

I'm hovering and wandering 

Into the dark and through the winds 

I'm shuddering and shuttering 

Breaking to pieces and not recovering 

I'm falling ,I'm crawling 

And into your hands I'm moaning

Please take me do not forsake me 

Let under your delicate moon 

Be my final awakening

O mighty lord if you could only answer me  

© 2012 DeepStruggle


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Added on June 19, 2012
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DeepStruggle
DeepStruggle

Tunis, Tunis, Tunisia



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I am a 17 year old art pupil from Tunisia Poetry is my whole life I simply live to write I'm also interested in Psychology and Music . more..

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