when the moon dies

Day after day he thinks,
about his moon that is no more.
Blaming himself for what has happen to her,
the sun forces himself to stop trying.
Turning cold so everyone can feel his pain,
the stars that comforted the moon couldn't do the same for him.
He's all alone even the clouds in the sky,
surrounding him realized that the sun is too gone to save.
The only thing that can save him,
is himself and he won't be able to do that without the moon.
Taking comfort from the flames around him,
the sun with drew away farther and towards the darkness.
Everyone can tell that he has lost all hope as they,
look up into the sky; all they can see is a dying star.
Crying empty tears that long ago stop fazing him,
feeling empty and numb the light in his eyes fades.
Taking a shotgun to his head,
he takes a quick breath and pulls the trigger.
The stars feel the pain as the bullet flies through the sun's head,
the could hear his lifeless body fall to the ground.
A pool of blood seep down the side of his head,
as the clouds start to cry for their once bright friend.
When the people saw the rain turn into bloody tears,
they all knew that the tears were from the sun.
The clouds and stars were just symbols,
of the moon and sun's forever pain.