Sun and Moon

The sun and the moon
Would watch the young boy swoon.
They wanted to help, but there's nothing they could do about his misfortune.
For pain and love was something he was not immune.
Hurting himself inside he would call it abuse.
There was so much love inside him he couldn't help but produce.
"Stop" he'd tell his heart profusely.
"I'm hurt so much I just want the noose"
And the sky watched with the sun and the moon,
As his heart slowly lost it's wonderful tune.
And watched under their light as he left too soon.