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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Sun Rise
Dawn breaks on her skin Rosy hued she outshines the sun
Catch my breath in wonder Hands wander exploration exoneration
My sacred joy to seek and find all that she is and ever will be
Every sense attuned to her this moment
Will never come again She whispers my name
Such sweet refrain Dawn breaks as does my heart Again and again
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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I may have been silly but my ass was always serious
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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I might not be on tumblr anymore. We will see how the treatment goes. No matter. Here are some pictures of me... from before. For a lot of my life I didn’t know who I was. But there came a time when I saw myself. The light and the dark, the ugliness and the beauty, the hope and the despair, the pleasure and the pain. I saw it all, and even though it hurt I didn’t look away. I saw me, all of me, and made peace. I hope and pray that you can say that too. I love you all
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Season
Love came down
snowflake landing
on my tongue
Dissolved before
I even knew it was there
Yet love is not love
that melts and is no more
Love is the steady, awe-inspiring
sky blanketing storm
that covers everything in sight
Love may not stay, but for a season
but love, however long,
is always right
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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If these are here, then I’m off tumblr. For how long, I have no idea. It’s okay though. Whether a day, or forever, no matter. All we ever have is an instant anyway.
Here are some pictures of me. I like the idea of my silly face being here for however long they last. I had moments of frivolity, and moments of profundity. My life is/was a good one in so many ways. Even so, I look forward to what’s next.
It will be great to get past this, and I will. One way or another.
I have made some amazing friends while I was here. Found love and soul companions. That is a good thing.
My face may have been quite silly, but my ass was always serious!
Goodbye my friends. Until we meet again.
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Soon, or late
See that face, once again
tears stream down
Taste the salt, taste the pain
try to swim, I only drown
Just another unfinished song
off key, and out of tune
Never right, always wrong
praying for help, please come soon
Is there such a thing as fate
is hurt my only destiny
If love comes soon
or love comes late
Please, just let it come for me
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Light deep
Any minute now
the sun will come down
lighting both my way,
and my weary heart
I wait with soul clenched tight
wanting, desperately needing to bloom
Shut away so long now
this dark, this frigid room
Holds me still, as it always has
always go with the flow
led me to my past
Any minute now
shine your light deep into me
Open my eyes, please
just let me see
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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down to this
Watching, always watching Storm raging all around Screams of pain and death you never make a sound Quiet solace I hear you sing Hopes and dreams faded you are all that’s left Truth, a tattered thing what was lost someday to be found Love It always comes down to this: Your smile, your song Your kiss
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Our own
Always tried to figure out why she’was in so much of my poetry, so much of my heart. Being with her was the closest to what I had always dreamed real love to be. Yes, we were both chameleons, we’re clueless and clumsy Butwanted to be the other’s light, though we we were afraid. Even so, there is so much more to it than that. At least for me. I can’t speak for her, and that truth took me many years to understand.
I was too damn afraid to do what I needed to do, to show her how overflowing my soul was with love for her. All she saw was me retreating, and I understand her reaction.
In all the events of my life, every wrong decision that I’ve ever made, my fear of a love so profound that it shook me to the core of my soul is the one that haunts me. We make our own ghosts, they say. We make our own
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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tried
Been caught/under burdens borne/crushed by another morn/thought I fought/but now don’t know/have I ever really tried/cried and lied/cant hold back the rising tide/tide rising hope quenched/like a’borning flame/pulled under wonder blunder/trapped in the undertow/hopes drenched/reality setting in/never win/never won/ never was/just because just because/never lived only died/but, just the once/in this blighted life/just once/with all i had/inside
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Will you
Will you stand when all is crashing down
Will you hold with madness all around
Will you hope when reason is long gone
Will you love with no rights, only wrong
Will you fall into these arms of mine
Will you lie our limbs all entwined
Will you breathe as I give my life
Will you leave my hope, my heart, my wife
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Truth
I’ve heard that the truth can’t be hidden. Eventually, all will come to light. I don’t think I believe that, anymore. There are more truths buried in the sands of this desert soul than there have ever been spoken. We all hide truth, in the deep recesses of our hearts. In one way, or another, we all live the lie sometimes. It builds, and it builds, pressure mounting like an angry god of fire. Until something breaks inside, and we explode, or kill a part of ourselves.
I have killed too much of me. A thousand thousand truths stepped on, shoved down down down, until...All that’s left are ashes, and pain. Even in the sunshine, all I feel is the dark.
This is my goodbye, my admission of every wrong committed, and every wound given and received. Probably there was a better way, but that is a path I did not, could not follow. So, I say goodbye to the laughter, and to the tears. Life is hard, yes, but it’s also so beautiful. I hope that some of that beauty comes with me where I go. Wherever that may be.
Goodbye friends.
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Lost
Been lost so long
heart bruised, using and being used
can't hear my own
own heart-song
Mouth of ashes, and dust
covered in the bridges I burnt
silver tongue now only rust
Still, I keep searching
searching for the voice that I lost
wounding, and being wounded
just add it to the cost
the cost of living is dying
no such thing as release
Still looking to find my voice
though all burns
burns with no surcease
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Goodbye
when has come the day
winding down to the end
no matter what they do, or say
don’t weep for me my friend
there are some here
who feel too keenly the bleeding edge
holding this life, not so dear
Always walking so close
close to the ledge
weep not for those
who’s day has finally come
for none of us really knows
what happens when our day
when our day is done
Just think of me, from time to time
with a smile
perhaps a rhyme
let us sit for a while
when has come the night
a cooling balm to my soul
know, my love, that
all is right
that I am, finally,
whole
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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we forget to remember
the nights of wondrous
reflection
that glorious November
under moon and stars so young
a moment of
perfection
caught, pressed ‘tween our souls
songs of praise and glory
dripping from your tongue
we remember to forget
behind masks cracked and broken
those halcyon nights of yore
every word or hearts had spoken
fly, they fly
but now the moon and stars have set
love will come...
no more
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Let me
Let me go
sweetest friend
struck loose from the bonds
of memory, and time
All we thought
what we did, or did not know
dissolve with no reason
and no rhyme
There is hope here
sunlight shining upon
an endless day
Nothing left of hate, nor fear
nothing left to say
though never will we see
or touch the other again
Let me go, my dearest love
for this...this is the end
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voidlightmoon · 4 years
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Always loved this. The real Cap wasn’t about promoting a system of rule, but about embodiment of an ideal. Of humanity working with each other, for each other. We are not islands. We are not alone. Cap stands for the truth, for the oppressed and hurting. Cap stands for all those in need.
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