She Hides Within The Stars

Where does the desire come from to create?

Where does that desire go when its not flowing through my veins and dripping from my lips and finger tips?

Why is it that some days and weeks and months I can go the entire time pulsating with creativity but others…It feels like its a long lost friend that I haven’t seen in ages only to try and remember their face, but I can’t even remember their voice or the last time we laughed together.

I look up to the moon at night and I feel it following me.

Why does it do so?

Is it because we are friends?

Maybe I want a friend but can’t seem to find one here so I hope that the moon heard my whispers as I called out for a friend and she came to greet me and give me peace.

A light of sorts to look forward to even in the blackest of nights.

Whats your name?

"Moon" seems so formal and unfriend like.

There must be something other than "moon"

Luna...hmmm fitting.

I look up to the moon and see a T-Rex.

I always have. Not many know that fact.

Ever since I was a kid. I see a T-Rex

Ive been told there’s a bunny on the moon

A man on the moon.

Hell, I’ve been told the moon is the new frontier.

There’s a man, bunny, and T-Rex on the moon

The moon is the frontier that we are all looking for and will be the next piece of land to support life after this world collapses...

Yet, I can’t even find the words to create a simple expressive thought on how lonely I feel down here on earth.

Wouldn’t have seen that coming.

The world has gone mad

Hasn’t it always been a little mad though?

Maybe it’s just my world that’s gone mad and in doing so, has left me open to the rest of the madness in this life that I have blocked out and been protected from because I didn’t care to see it.

Can I go back to that?

A time of peace and protection

But I guess that’s a little naive of me to think that in this life, one can unsee what is seen and hide from the monsters in front of them…

Maybe though

Maybe there will come a time when madness turns into joy and happiness,

Would I then be considered psychotic and be told I was experiences a psychotic episode?

But whats the difference between that day and what I’m doing now?

Talking to myself about the moon and hoping that one day, I’lll be at peace again.

Sounds crazy…

Good thing you're not real,

Otherwise, you’d think I was losing it.