once upon a moonlit field

sweet honeysuckle cried as their petals were peeled

by the candy, the invisible poison

who broke the flowers without a noise and

did the same to the moon that lost their way.

she was so tempting, so sickeningly sweet

she smiled as her victim grew weak

for instead of them consuming her

she trapped and suffocated and took over

the moon that lost their way.

their glow grew dim and soft and fragile

and the sweet facade fell away as she left the child

to weep and wish for something sour

to overthrow the horrid sweetness that they devoured

oh, the poor moon that lost their way.

there was but a single light in the sky

to guide and help them as they cry and die

but that singular star was all they need

as they finally grinned and forgot to bleed

the blood of the moon that lost their way.

but then that light, it started to fade

and the little moon had no escape

from that field of wilted flowers

and memories of people who had power

over the moon that lost their way.

and just as they thought that everyone left

to leave them broken, despaired, and pointless

they found a saviour, a glowing soldier

who extended its hand and offered to hold

the moon that lost their way.

it brought them to a little place

with a group of people, glowing with grace

and here is where they found a home

and here is where they realized they were no

longer the moon that lost their way.

in this place, this space, this universe

there was one star who showed them their worth

she glowed, she shined, oh so brightly

and she reached out her arms and held on so tightly

to the moon that lost their way.

finally home, with their people

they realized that they could be peaceful

and as an overwhelming warmth took over their body

they were truly happy, in a field of bright red poppies

and the moon that lost their way.

for now they were whole, and they glowed too

not just a shadow, or a quiet echo

no longer were they tattered and torn

and as they were confidently reborn

they were no longer the moon that lost their way.

read this as fiction, if you desire

but this is not just a story, it's created from the fire

that burns through my veins, from my soul and my heart

and this story is true, for i am a part

of the moon that lost their way.