I stabbed the moon to watch it bleed
Because it mocks me with its glow,
The way it shines for all to see;
Does it feel pain? I burned to know.
I flew up into space one night,
A blazing sword within my hand,
And thrust it deep without a fight
Into the dusty, barren land.
And when I saw the blood flow free
Tuesday, January 22, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: cycle ,pain