Into a quiet night I shout
The anxiety that beckons my doom.
Daylight’s return silenced the doubt
that echoed round, as though it’d always loom.

Now,
the moon is full,
reflecting light from you.
Hues so beautiful,
I expect that I’m delusional

Perceptions manipulate. That I cannot refute.
And to know the big Truth is a futile pursuit.
But to walk away, and return to the cave?
I refuse to accept this fate

I deny that it’s love;
Yet, I want to see this through.
Like a seed to sun,
toward the moon I grew.

Closing up as day fades
For only you I bloom
Til morning I wait
To lift me from this tomb.

The moon is full
Reflecting light from you
Hues so beautiful
I expect I’m delusional.

Perceptions manipulate. That I cannot refute.
And to know the big Truth is a futile pursuit.
But to walk away, and return to the cave?
I refuse to accept this fate.

With stolen energy, 
My glow feels ungodly.
Before I’m self-accepting,
I must be seen honestly.
 
Possessed by an entity 
that exists within me,
blessing could arrest it,
if only for the moment.

See and hold the rejected
if only to let them rest.
With morning’s liberation,
the night will pale in comparison.

the wheel of fortune
turns heaven to hell and back again.
My soul repeatedly orphaned,
burns like Lucifer, ever enlightened

The moon is full
Reflecting light from you
Hues so beautiful
I expect I’m delusional.

Perceptions manipulate. That I cannot refute.
And to know the big Truth is a futile pursuit.
But to walk away, and return to the cave?
I refuse to accept this fate.

These days, some say I am blind
because i cannot turn away; 
And some say I am always right
because I cannot turn away;
Seeing me as some god
but without you, I just rot.