To The Moon

I’ve always had a complicated relationship with the darkness 
It can make me feel safe like an empty boat forever sailing in an infinite ocean
Encircled by intoxicating clouds
Unable to see my cracks and tears

A place where I can become the darkness that surrounds me.
My sail is always pointing in the wrong direction. 
It’s always a shame to the people that follow, deaf to my plea. 
But sometimes it scares me. 
The shadows, perfectly hidden behind its parallel walls. 

I’ve roamed the darkness hundreds of times before but this time feels new
Probably because I’ve got a taste of the light
 A short lived, ravishing taste. 
You were the light. Dawning in just the perfect moments. 
The Light and Dark working seamlessly in harmony
 You were the stars, appearing in the perfect places to give my darkness just a little more light. 
But I fear one day I, the darkness, might become the moon.
 Disappearing when the light comes out
 And thriving most in the dark of the night.