I want to marry the moon, and yes I’ve finally gone mad from the moonbeams.
How can nobody else think otherwise, she’s always beautiful no matter how much or how little of herself she shows us.
She’s always quietly watching, like a partner lovingly staring at us from down the hall.
And despite all her cracks and damages, she still shines for all of us to see.
Which is why she only gets to see the cracks and damage of my own.

we are water and oil, old friend
you move freely, untempered by those who try and control you
I make things unstable, make others see warped forms of themselves
stuck in the same ***, but never mixed together, no matter how hard we tried
when the heat is on, you're the first to boil yet i try to control your splash
we're no longer in the same ***, and while i'm glad you've finally left, i wish to spend one more day with you

As he lay on his bed, staring at the moon while she reached the highest point in the sky, He starts to look back on his life. He remembers of watching baseball games with his family. He remembers of improving himself every morning before work. He remembers of being alone with his girl and nothing but her angelic dreams. As his alarm wakes him from a slumber he never noticed had crept up on him, he realizes that it was merely a dream.

It is sad but true
in the world, we live in
that we cannot trust the ones who have sworn to protect us
that the death of one man can call the rise of the destruction of communities
that simple action of lifting a leg could've not caused the war we see now
It is sad but true
that there is still a belief that certain people are superior
that many people abuse the responsibility of a gun and badge
that there are people that take advantage of a crime to raise anarchy
It is sad but true