A Midnight Sky Poem by chantelle ribeiro

Don't ask me why I cry
who hurt me
if I'm afraid
for I think you know
the only one who could hurt me this way
is you, you know...
You give your hand and take it away
Like taking the sun from the sky
You bait me then leave me
hanging me out to dry
like bleached bones on the dunes of time
I watch as you pull away for the millionth time
Your footprints fading as the moon rides high
on the tides of remembrance
into a midnight sky