The Lone Moon

Stars-covering clouds drift as night fell

Uprising turmoils never seemed to quell

The lone moon could not find her light

As her source kept blatantly falling out of sight

Temperature falling everything stale

Nothing seemed to be of its will

Deafening silence is all she hears

Nothing seemed to be crystal clear

Drifting in and out and up and down

All she hopes is to never drown

Faithful stars she fails to find

And darkness soon engulfs her mind

Wrapped in clouds to fend the cold

Deep inside she has lost her soul

Hoping to find solice in such embrace

Not knowing if she is in her rightful place

Struggling hard she tries to free

Nothing else could make her see

Missing the warmth that keeps her safe

For how long can she remain this brave

Seconds minutes hours went by

By and by Hope seems to die

Waiting seems to be the only option

Running seems to be just a faction

The lone moon could not find her light
Perhaps this is just not her fight
Despair and abandoned in the dust
Not sure if there will be another dusk