Blood Moon
I know I'll never be satisfied if I died and never lived through your anarchy
Slowly running wild, burning past times and the rioting that put me right to sleep
I couldn't picture you anywhere else
Your dirt gray sweaters and your holy prayers for
My better empathy but it never came
I believed you anyway
But it all came true
Every prophecy, deemed too cruel
To write down or say out
Loud enough, so it all stayed with you
I forced you into telling me
Manifesting off -color dreams
Stolen burdens I couldn't keep
So, we call for a truce
The rusting embers on furniture
The screaming through our telephones
Read between the blood moon and storms
You see it all coming right at you
I know I'll only trust the callouses if it was a sure sign that we made it through
Crimson burning knees, puffy scarlet cheeks and what ensued from all our tragedies
I couldn't picture me being anywhere else
My poppy burgundy hair, thorn like piercing eyes and
Apprehension about how this all will be worth it some day
So I believed you anyway
But it all came true
Every prophecy, deemed too cruel
To write down or say out
Loud enough so it all stayed with you
I forced you into telling me
Manifesting off- color dreams
Stolen burdens I couldn't keep
So we call for a truce
The rusting embers on furniture
The screaming through our telephones
Read between the blood moon and storms
You see it all coming right at you
I search the skies for serenity, all I see
Is the blood moon mocking me, me in my sleep
A warning sign that it's you and me, an irony
Black ink on our jealousy, a legacy
To leave is a tendency, a territory
You marked onto me, me your worst enemy
I forced you into telling me
Manifesting off -color dreams
Stolen burdens I couldn't keep
So, we call for a truce
The rusting embers on furniture
The screaming through our telephones
Read between the blood moon and storms
You see it all coming right at you.
-auctor

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