once upon a moonlit field 

sweet honeysuckle cried as their petals were peeled 

by the candy, the invisible poison

who broke the flowers without a noise and 

did the same to the moon that lost their way. 

she was so tempting, so sickeningly sweet 

she smiled as her victim grew weak 

for instead of them consuming her 

she trapped and suffocated and took over 

the moon that lost their way. 

their glow grew dim and soft and fragile 

and the sweet facade fell away as she left the child 

to weep and wish for something sour 

to overthrow the horrid sweetness that they devoured

oh, the poor moon that lost their way.

there was but a single light in the sky 

to guide and help them as they cry and die 

but that singular star was all they need

as they finally grinned and forgot to bleed

the blood of the moon that lost their way.

but then that light, it started to fade 

and the little moon had no escape

from that field of wilted flowers

and memories of people who had power 

over the moon that lost their way. 

and just as they thought that everyone left 

to leave them broken, despaired, and pointless 

they found a saviour, a glowing soldier 

who extended its hand and offered to hold 

the moon that lost their way. 

it brought them to a little place 

with a group of people, glowing with grace

and here is where they found a home 

and here is where they realized they were no 

longer the moon that lost their way. 

in this place, this space, this universe

there was one star who showed them their worth 

she glowed, she shined, oh so brightly

and she reached out her arms and held on so tightly 

to the moon that lost their way. 

finally home, with their people 

they realized that they could be peaceful 

and as an overwhelming warmth took over their body 

they were truly happy, in a field of bright red poppies

and the moon that lost their way. 

for now they were whole, and they glowed too 

not just a shadow, or a quiet echo 

no longer were they tattered and torn 

and as they were confidently reborn 

they were no longer the moon that lost their way. 

read this as fiction, if you desire

but this is not just a story, it's created from the fire

that burns through my veins, from my soul and my heart

and this story is true, for i am a part 

of the moon that lost their way.