leaves of three

The moon is bright
my world is burning
I can see all
I can understand all
the rain is morose
the cold is unkind
the wind is a pestilence
this is Ohio
what did I expect to find?
little girls with little minds
is that what I came here for?
have your fun with me
before I'm done with this
before I'm too old
before the brilliant moon
leaves us all
in the dark again

leaves of three
let it be
my soul is poison
no one in
nothing out
a beautiful facade
a perplexing cage
what a weary end
to a miracle of a man
every word, every action
is guarded
every moment holds promise
that I painstakingly snuff out.