The Moon

I dont want to be insane

so obsessed I forget my own name

i see now we are the doomed love

still i think of us

i must be stronger if its only a lustful passion

what does love feel like

is it sad I don't know

how did I get so damned i lost my soul

fantasy and memory merges

i can still feel his lips on my skin

seared in

like cigarette burns

i can still feel my tongue tangled in his

locked lips in an endless kiss

it was a month ago 

he got sick

now he went to new mexico

he is truly not in to me

didn't even reply to my text

we could instantly connect

and still its so hard to get

love or lust whatever it is

so wicked

we know what we must do

yet he comes back

and i let him in

i try to lock him out

he breaks it all down

now he is gone

so i should just it all go with his sun

for I am the moon

i am my own entity

I am her child

forever free and wild

even though its so lonely

this life is mine

you got to be pretty cool for me to give up my own name

even if there is a diamond ring

i am an angel thing

a lot of the singles are

thats why so many married come to us from the dark

we light the way

we are like the moon

stars that still shine even in the day

but even in the sky without the sun can be a lonely place

i just want to let go 

float up to where i need to be and shine

the moon is single all on her own

free in the sky

just like this life

that is mine with the wings of a butterfly