The Moon is Melting Over Me
The moon is melting over me
Their tears are running slow
Their liquid light is pooling
In the cracks between my bones
Kaleidoscopic colors
Cool the air inside my lungs
As the sweetness of the moonlight
Melts the thoughts behind my tongue
As I let them mold my fate
Into a shape they feel is fitting
Are they keeping me alive
Or are they keeping me from living?















