The moon can seem like such a lonely sphere. Forever gazing down at earth with those blue and grey hues radiating off of its pearly face. Reaching with those colors into the inky black sky for one to hold. It's so lonely in the sky. Even the stars, whose light dares to mimic that of the moon, are so very far away.
That's how I feel.
For years I've been wandering. I am the moon so very lonely, and though the stars may try to reach me, I am forever away, and their warmth shall not be felt.
So I hide here within myself. Where the shadows of my mind can torment me, like the night sky trying to swallow me. Each passing night I long for another, wishing on those stars I prey that their whispers might echo and fall to ones ear that will hear my plea.
Silence has been my only response.
When will my heart stop aching?
The warmth on your face, the wind, and the light, all caused by the sun. We demand so much of the sun to give us life warmth and day, but have we ever thanked the sun?
Nope.
Sure, the sun may have created the uneven heating of the earth that caused that tornado or that hurricane that destroyed your home and lives, but its just floating up there giving you the ability not to live in darkness forever, but have we ever thanked the sun?
Nope.
So I demand the attention as the sun does, I unfurl my fiery arms to demand your attention. I cause you pain and I cause you to distrust me… I've been alone floating in the sky demanding you to look at me though my rays are too bright. I'll blind you if you look, and I'll destroy you if you don't. I'm just a danger no matter how you spin me.
But God am I ever lonely…
I don't mean to hurt you. I'll do anything for the attention, even it it's that through a negative lens. I just get so tired of the silence, of the blatant ignorance. I just want to know that someone cares. I just want this suffocating loneliness to end.
When will my heart stop aching?