- 1droggelbecher1
The Watcher - Poem
We all marvel at of the moon But I wonder does it return the feeling? Or is it screaming? Waiting for its opportunity To have us bleeding
They say there is a man in the moon What a horrifying thought Is he trapped? Is he about to snap? Is he watching?
How is he feeling?
Is he snarling?
To us he looks so sweet
But is he looking for something to eat?
Do we just look like meat?
Will it show me the way?
Will it lead me astray?
Is it a friend or a foe?
Maybe I will never know
I might not have its aid
But my love will never fade
Next time there is a blood moon
Think twice and heed my advice
Yes it looks nice
But are you ready to pay it's price?
I payed the cost
My heart is lost
I gave my love freely
But it got greedy
I've got no more love to give
All I can do is live
You're not like me
You're soul is still free
So be smart,
don't risk your heart