The tired moon and the dying cat
I'm so tired
I'm so tired of trying too hard and saying the same.
I'm so tired of trying too little and feeling this again.
Like the moon
people only see my bright side
Like a dying cat
i hide so no one can see me suffer
At the end it's my fault.
If only the moon let us see her dark side
we could discover so many things.
If only the dying cat let us help him
we could maybe save him.
I'm so tired of not letting myself heal
I'm also tired of writing this senseless poem.
(I had never written poetry, ts is probably my second or third poem so maybe sucks, maybe not)