Midnight Blue

January 14, 2009
By Anonymous

Midnight Blue…
The witching hour
I lay as I cower
The light, the moon,
I will fall soon
Into the blue,
I’ll change my mood
From up to down,
And in the night,
There is no sound
On my face, there is the light,
Of the moon, shining with all its might
Oh, here I go, drowning,
In plain sight, frowning,
Falling in the lake of broken
Hopes and dreams, despair,
All I have left.
As I lay, in the midnight blue…

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