Looking at the moon

Am looking at the moon and wondering
Why the clouds in my heart isn’t thundering

No sound is heard outside
It’s quite like the beats inside

So slow and unaware of the truth
A clumsy and a mad youth

Try to search for something real
Facing myself but cant heal

This unbroken heart that is feeling less
This red part is bearing a fuss

Flesh and blood fighting inside
Tears and screams replaced by pride

The darkness of the night is scary
Even better than the burden I carry

I keep on fooling around
Thinking love can be found

I free my self from chains
By stupidly cutting my veins

I write such endless songs
Wondering if a man belongs

One day I will lose hope
That this part will cope

I recall the words she said
“The love in you is dead”

Maybe it’s not written for me
The dreams I wish to be

For once, I stop and stare
Wondering if he is there

I realize that he is no one
He is just a shadow coming from the sun!