The moon

And I never cared much for the sun that touched my body.
 I was born into darkness and the moon offered me solace.
It was and still is the only time of day that I get some peace.
The moon sees my soul, it's  dried my tears countless times and heard my heart break a million more.
The quiet of the night where everyone drifts off to sleep yet I still lay awake is what enchanted me.
How i knew that at this hour only the artists the poets and the hurt were awake with me.
It made me feel less alone.
At night you see people for who they are. If they'll  hold you close or if they'll  choose to ignore you.
It's  at night that you cry yourself to sleep and need some comfort.
And oh the quiet fills every empty space I'll  ever have.

And if you are one of those cowards stay away from me.
Stay far so I won't  see you.
For I am made of wonder and too many feelings.
Hope.
They told me not to lose it....
But I'm  far too tired to dwell on people who leave.
People who are scared of the deep waters.
I learned how to swim but it's  not my place to teach anybody else.
Stay near the shore be afraid and i will laugh as i summon the waves from the deep to drown you all.

Rage.

I was consumed  by fire.
Smouldering  fire that burst out of me in a storm of rage.
 My head felt heavy and my body weak. Shivers down my spine  as I could not believe what was going on.
The room started spinning  and I was out of control.
My breath came out short and my lungs ached when I tried to gasp for air.
 I clenched my fists and closed my eyes but the world still went round in circles.
"This is it" I thought.
"That's  how I'll  go" and in my panic I smiled.
I smiled as my vision grew darker and my head left my shoulders.
I smiled as I succumbed  to unconsciousness  hoping to never wake up again.

Light.

The sun shines a bit brighter , it might be that I welcome the warmth now.
 I'm  not afraid of the light and what comes with it.
My soul  has always been naked for anyone to see and I'm  not gonna change that.
I can't  lie. I can't  play games.
 I've  never been that way.
It's  all or nothing. The rays stroke my skin and it almost feels as if they touch something on the inside.
They chase the shadows out and banish them. What a glorious feeling for a creature of darkness, to be no longer afraid of the light.

Louder.

We deserve a love so loud that will shatter the darkness.
A love that will slip through the cracks to reach for the light.
A love so loud that will make us question what our lives had been before that.
 A love so loud that no matter what tries to break it apart will roar louder.
A love louder than words and what ifs, loud as the beating of our hearts