Purifying myself

Trying to be the best

Love is nowhere

Time feels like a mess

Clouds hiding the lights

Silver contrasts the dark

The moonlight strains the glass

The tears drop for a lost cause

Steam of white, fog her eyes

Blinding her from seeing the light

The world becomes a bland interest

That lies behind a strange interest

Brown orbs of her eyes

Become dry like nothing’s lies

The salt on her curved lips

Sipping the hot tea of hope and plea

Moonlight disappears behind a cloud

Leaving a grieving shell on the ground

The girl’s eyes widen with horror

As her hopes disappears from sorrows

The tremble in her system

The emptiness of absence

Heavy eyelids droop

Watching the moon brood

The dime of unknown beauty lies

Beneath the tree, besides the creeping pesticides

She longed for anyone's eyes

The hope crushing like silver lines

Her eyes burn yet again

The lies she told herself yet again

Even if she lost the silver lights

Of the only friend that lies way above all cries

Small sphere, shining in the sky