When the sky falls and the moon shines through the clouds those who stand in the night air look upon the bright circle in hopes of starting a new. But for some it's time for the tears to fall. Falling from the hurt from within. The hurt of being denied, ignored or even unloved. The hurt of losing someone. The hurt of pulling away from their soul. Those tears flow from their lid, down their cheek and splashes onto the grass blade below. Though the heart is broken and the future unknown there lies one truth. The blades are watered in the darkness.
Yup! I wrote it at a time I was fighting with my fiance. I was really sick at the time and needed help just to get around and his friends were always taking him out and leaving me alone. I got into a state of depression over it. I'm not one to complain, so he never knew how I felt. But I did eventually did tell him. He stopped going out so much and helped me out more. He's a good guy, just clueless sometimes. :P
