New Moon

I can give you a new moon
If you would like

I already gave away the stars
And the moon

But I can give you a new moon
So you always know

That even at the darkest of night
I want you to find me

Sobering

Drowning
Or wallowing

Sobering never to be confused
With happy

Don’t replace rejection
With the ego
Of the former
They were the original
Rejection
And can only be
Backwards

Stale

And sitting on the table

No owner to whisk it away
It became lost and unwanted

Once again alone
Becoming cold

Up, down
Hot, cold
Less and less malleable

Each time, less and less
To receive from
Stale, soon to be thrown
Away

I awake
The silence ensures the dreams
Stay permanent

I see you
Your friends
They speak to me
But not you

Must be the message
I can’t seem to let it go
Even in dreams