Cute, Freestyle, Poetry, Writing

Celestial Guardian

I smiled softly, assured I could slip Into a deep, restful sleep With my celestial guardian Watching over me

Dark, Emotions, Freestyle, Love, Poetry, Relationships, Writing

The Moon’s Sorrow

Oh, how the moon longed for it To be with her sun But deep down, in a sliver of herself The moon never wanted to acknowledge, There was crushing doubt Flooding insecurity Thoughts of how she'd never be bright enough To match the sun she so loved