She Moon

 

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Basement

deep, dark

dank and moldy

The room built by the lies

men told me

I climbed out, untangling my bones

 Stretching my atrophied 
muscles

Escaping from my chest, the freed 

malignant moans

The magic moonlight met me once

again

She was with me there in the dark...

in my memory

A constant forever friend

Now she shone her glowing

ambiance all around me

I, revived....

once again alive

As her reflected beam of love surrounds me

Standing on solid ground

No more suspended damnation

in the dark dank mold I allowed

I am rebirthed...releasing the lies

Envibing the truth I have found

Buried alive in a basement

Walking around half there

Like a zombie eating the rotting

lies of others

Fearing there was no replacement

Then I recalled she moon, my friend

She owns the key to my cell

All along, her light shone on my path

Now we birth our synergy

She will teach me to love again