luna (old poem)

A game of king and below

Rosewater chemicals and lone wolves

Shadow with a torch

Eyes tracing a guide through the stars

Luna meditates behinds the box

Strobe and outlines in conifers trees

Let's candy our claws

Whispers stay in the animal pen

Thoughts of treachery cross my head

I collaborated about,

aimlessly

Letting, letting my paranoia

Drag you down

Into hell

Why must he stab you so many times

For you to love him, why

Am I the only one

Who still tries bleeding to win

A bloodless war

Even your greatest ally

Knows no one, but traits,

no past, no pain, even if you know

You, named Sunshine, in the shape of a girl

You know it too. You've seen the blood, internal bleeding?

Is that internal bleeding or not?

Don't you know better?

goodnight sky