Missing Midnight
Missing Midnight
Why couldn’t I live any longer in the blue light
Drinking it up like a lycanthrope at midnight
Now an owl among the eagles in the harsh sunlight
Wishing for cover for my burning plight
Half lidded eyes forced to endure the yellow hue
Begging for the return of the midnight blue
To burst into a fleeting flight feeling anew
Akin to a bat chirping happily as they flew
Why couldn’t I live under the shining moon
Dancing in it like a vampire humming a heartless tune
Forever an owl among the eagles in the hot afternoon
Desiring to be a silken moth in a comfy cocoon
I shall endure the seething glare of the sun
Never giving them the joy of becoming undone
For I absolutely refuse to get up and run
Even if the eagles love to make fun
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WHAT THE FUVK I'M TAKING THE CRINGE PILLS????WHAT
Old art of an OC I made in high school. Animal Crossing and Sanrio inspired me. His name is Axel.
Happy International Cat Day!!!
Midnight Blue
The starry night glow
Of her eyes
They are very kind
I reach for them
My arm outstretched
For the Midnight Blue
Her crescent lips
Never waning
Always staying sweet
I reach for them again
My arm always outstretched
For the Midnight Blue.
Ophidian Fun
Do you have a guilty conscience yet
Only after being caught in a narrow net
We both know you hold no true regret
Lying like a serpent pretending upset
Failing to slither away to discard the blame
Always slithering to avoid the shame
Preying on the smallest within your aim
Never seeing people recognizing your game
Do you hold a guilty conscience yet
Acting like everyone will just up and forget
Choosing to stick to a dumb game of roulette
As you treat everyone like a little mousy pet
Forgetting that we hold the power of your name
You can no longer use your ill-gotten fame
As we throw you in your self righteously made flame
Placing your picture in its right funeral frame
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