New moon-
Child of luna face as pale as the moon
But even it has growing phases too
From pitch black darkness to slivers of light
Growing brighter until the full moons night
With each passing season i feel it the pull
What will i sacrafice to pay in full
I feel it in my shaking hands screaming inside
Something is brewing in the places i hide
The oceans depths inside of my body
Warning if i dont let this out
Surely it will drown me
What a crule fate to have your passions die
Be swept up and taken with the tides
Or will i harness this inner power
Clense my soul in this spiritual shower
Wash away what isnt benifiting me
Finally find some rest and reprieve
Put all this energy into focus
Hoping my ambitions dont choke thus
Ive got desires inside of this heart
Where do i put my efforts how do i start
Like a ball of lightening its shocking to me
To finally feel like im setting myself free.
