The Moonlight in my Twilight
When I was a kid
Twilight was goosebumps
Shadows seemed to eat me
The swaying of branches gave me fears
And the flowery smell of the night was like brought my ghosts
The howling of dogs seemed death was just around
And the hooting of owls was considered a bad luck
When I was not too young nor too old
Twilight was like a cold rain
I remember my unuttered goodbye to my father
Before he turned to stardust
The sacrifices of my grandmother who never
Tasted the luxury of life
I guess these are my greatest pains and regrets
I also remember those "friends" who wanted me
To dance and sing for their amusement
And I turned them down
For I was not a dancer nor a singer
And they started to burn bridges for my refusal.
And I had tbese unreachable stars
And brokenhearts
Life seemed to be unfair
And now, I'm already old enough
Whose heart, body and soul
Are alrealy tampered by fears, pains and regrets
No more twilight that could shake me
The howling of dogs brings me mysteries
The hooting of owls gives me music
I also enjoyed the flowery smell of the night
At this age, twilight is amazingly beautiful and peaceful
Especially when I'm showered by moonlight
