on the verge of the end
not knowing what to do
wishing that something would happen
to light up this dark midnight sky;

while the world is sleeping,
and the moon’s gentle light
spreads a tranquil calm
i feel as though i am the last living soul;

lying in darkness staring into the open,
dancing gracefully in the shadows of midnight
a beautiful black butterfly fluttering peacefuly
pierces the darkness with its soft golden edged wings;

dropping down the sky
like an angel from the midnight sky
she wraps me in her arms
as we glide among the clouds and stars;

dancing upon the midnight flowers,
the midnight fairy gleams with light
watching us from a distance and whispering
“I just want you to smile like you used to”;

tossing the coin down
the wishing well, praying
it is not an illusion
i wonder if it is all true;

as the wind blows into my face
sitting under the starry night sky
with the moon singing a lullaby,
i slowly drift into the realms of sleep;

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