moon.

nicotine and alcohol became obsolete,

as the darkness was drained from the bitter night sky.

her touch became the only thing he needed

a dove without wings still able to fly

he’s spent his life drowning in an ocean of madness, lungs constantly filled to the brink.

Till he realized she was his oxygen, finally allowing him to think.

he saw life for what it truly was

a journey of wonderful adventures

and he was just lost in this endless maze

till she guided him to the centre

now she guides him through the darkest nights, lighting the path on which he walks

a beautiful story it truly is,

of how the stars and the moon learnt to talk.