In the night sky
Was a moon shining bright
In the night sky
Was all kinds of lights
But This moon was broken
And still floating
My head is full and I’m heartbroken
Im going to give up
But not anymore
This moon filled my cup
Even with my head at war
The broken moon stayed afloat
And so will I keep going
for the moon was a lifeboat
And I’m not stoping because the moon is still glowing

P)erspective is a kind, optimistic one
O)ne that is playful and fun
S)eeks answers in a adventures way
I)n the mind the light outshines the grey
T)ruth seekers in this lying, destructive world
I)ndirectly impacting and affecting another’s world
V)ictims to hate and utter destruction
E)ven moving with a head held high though the corruption

When the world shatters, piece by piece,
Each shard too lost—if found, too heavy to seize.
Life becomes a wasteland, where joy’s just a trace,
So numb… even sorrow wears a human face.