There is a beautiful moon
Above us and we are moonlight
Riding in it
What I feel others do not see
Is my perception of what
They feel for me
This drags me
Down
Down
Down
The problem is created in me
To oversee
What may or may not be
Floating down my red lake of tears
Fears that burden my ability
To view clearly
Blind the
Innocent love that
Surrounds me
No one cares as much as I do
About the things I imagine to be
Inside I care enough for
Everyone of us
About the things
I cannot see
About the things
I cannot read
About the things my intuition
Brings to me
© GÄ
Poétique 