The Decomposition of the Moon
The intangible darkness that is my heart
You reach into it, and it fills the gaps between your fingers
Consuming your beautiful, slender arm
Far away in the distance, the decaying dreams spiral
Before the blurred moon that is simply decomposing
My existence will surely fade into nothingness in the shadow of the eclipse
Even if it is delayed,
The clarity of life is so elegant that it actually disappears
A shard of moonlight cuts into the darkness
Is it a lukewarm wind or my own blood that fills my lungs?
The light vanishes, and everyone, everything fades so quickly
As I scream out from the sheer pain of living