Sister.

Moon.
I love to hear Your stories.
May be soon
I will have no more worries.
Your Light
Keeps shining bright through darkness of a night.
My flight I  will continue.
Yes, I'm wrong to be so restless.
And I no longer want to fight...

Screaming so loud. Being so proud.
What is the reason for all?
Passion. Obsession. Denial. Regression.
All perfect conditions to fall.

Love was my power. Fragile as a flower.
Misunderstood and confused.
Longed for connection. Reached for perfection.
Instead of acceptance - refused.

Sad, but forgiven. Wiped out, but still driven.
This pause could be sure the end.
No need for excuses, more pain or abuses.
As long as the moon is my friend.