Moonblood

The moon is lighting the shadow in which we hid,

unseen in the dark tonight.

Unheard in the silence of this brightest of all nights,

moments we can recall.

Because soon we will be departed by a great missunderstood,

I knew we would.

But don´t forget to think back of what we had,

tears are wet.

Soaking our lothes, drowning us slowly tonight,

there´s no light.

The moon vanished hiding behind the clouds, leaving us alone,

detination unknown.

We don´t know if we will ever meet again, or not,

a gun shot.

We are found and served by the freeshooter not yet,

blood is red.

Gasping for revenge we reach out for each other,

no futher.

The new moon has risen, moon and light are gone,

the lonlyness won

--Author note

I wrote that poem during school...it looked better in my Spiral pad...sidekicks Moonlight (again)