The Bright hope

[MysticalBurrito]

Moon above our heads
Do you see it?
The bright hope of many decades
The hope dubbed out by the clouds
Ruined by so many tears
So many broken hearts look up to it seeking comfort

So many times I find myself looking at it before I go to sleep
Hoping for some comfort in my dreams
Not of the slit wrists I normally see

My dreams are haunted by the many uncried tears
My dreams are haunted by the things I have seen
The faces of lost loved ones

The times you will never see me cry I’m grateful for
The times you will never see my arms and legs I am grateful for

The sad part is the moon gave no comfort to the lost or weary
It gave no comfort to the broken hearted
The lost
The broken
The tired

Never to find the peace they longed for….
Never to find the love that once filled their hearts

Still finding themselves looking at it
Still find themselves hoping…