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Toast to the Moon and Stars

A Poem

By Maria VasquezPublished 5 years ago 2 min read
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Moon, oh all the things we’ve been though

Remember how I used to ask the question that start with why

I tried to plant something that refused to grow

And all the time now there’s nothing to show

I’m sorry I’m spillin my guts but I’m selfish and I self loathe

But moon I just really wanna know

Where is the purpose in life between being

young and growning old

Im asking you cause your so old and wise

But youthful and vibrant in disguise

Inspiring innocent thoughts like

The moon followed us home the whole drive, thinkin at 6 that you really like me so you places beauty opon my eyes I wish I appreciated the times

Now my eyes only see the secrets and demise of future times most unaware of humanities crimes some will wake up get on the spiritual grind of growth and some will sit back scared and confused for the final act of this worlds show

But I won’t get into it like that, sorry this was suppose to be a toast

But moon I just thought you should know

Yeah I’m lost in my thoughts

Feeeling cold in the frost

But warm from the rum.

Man maybe I’m numb

A feelin that I came up on

Would use self harm for short shallow calmness

Oh moon how I hope one day that i can over come fears and find something better

I have to one day look opon you and not be bitter

The sad thing is

This time I don’t wish for forget her

I’m actually terrified inside of the day I wake up and forget the look in her eyes love has so many tactics on scaring others

Taking off running petrified

Yelling at you moon

Why oh why

But still this time moon I’m stronger

Calluses opon my heart From past others

Love hurt me again but I guess this time I’ll just shrug my shoulders

how did you come to be so strong moon lifting and drowning the oceans like it’s nothing makin the seasons go around I gotta say moon your really something cause simple altercations in my life send me into tantrums how you literally help this world go round I can phantom

Your just one of the many miracles that makes this planet a home and we really don’t appreciate the many miracles like you cause it’s all we’ve known

If you were to leave the orbit this minute our home would suffer and shatter

But I’m out here talkin like MY existence really matters

So I should apologize to the moon and sky for my drunk rants and tangents that usually start with why

the part that’s embarrassing to admit is that it ends with a good cry

In the crisp night air with the only thing i used to console was the bright moon glow

My thoughts come for blood after midnight

Oh So perfect that’s when you arrive

And some how bring back the light

I know it sounds cheesy I know

I guess all Ive been tryin to say is your there when Im at my lowest and need you most

In the end I guess that’s why I feel we’re so oddly close

So bottoms up to you old friend there’s my toast

- [M.V]

nature poetry
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Maria Vasquez

Aquarius sun with Scorpio moon.

“My emotions run deep but you’d never know it “

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