Moon in My Eyes

Wrote this song to play on my guitar, doesnt have any repeating chorus or bridge i just wrote what i was feeling at the moment.

Lost in circles of never-ending debris,

Of the crashes that occurred long ago inside of me

Collisions of feelings that broke my last breath

Left me falling down a bottomless trench.

Thought you were the one, thought you were the one

To save me, to bring me out

Of the darkness

But you don’t care,

I can finally see it now.

And time has changed me,

Years full of lies have changed me for the worst.

I no longer hear the sound of my heart,

Beating so fast in my chest, it’s about to burst.

Please just leave me here to bleed,

It’s the only way to know what I see

And that I’m real, and still alive

Even though I don’t know if you’ll still

Wake up by my side.

And I find noises in the darkest places

I hear people’s faces, yours is always jaded.

I touch sunlight in my blackest nights

Holding me so tight, just so it can let me fall.

I can feel you burning by my side

I feel your breath tangled with mine

I feel your warm hands twined through my hair.

Reach out to hold you,

But a ghost is all that’s there.

Why did you let me fall?

Why did you let me fall?        

Promises you kept so dark

I’d light your sky; your shooting star.

Held me so high, I fell so hard.

Yeah, you made this heart so hard.

And I loved you through it all.

Why did you let me fall?        

Dust on my desk and the moon in my eyes

As I hold this pen til’ daylight, so hard to compromise

With myself and this weight on my shoulders,

I pray I understand when I’m older.

No more tears of fire raining down these glacier cheeks,

Yet year’s worth of damage is pouring out of me.

Rushing through the pen,

Shaking fingers write it down.

There’s enough thoughts in my head

To burn this place to the ground.

                      

                         

Reviews

[Color of the Iris]

This poem captivated my heart, and began to numb it with your pain. I only wish I could be the tourniquet for your bleeding soul, and the stitches to sew up your broken heart, and the leash to stop your forever wandering mind. This poem was dark, but the emotion that leaked out of it made it beautiful to the heart... keep writing for my sake.