Bathing In The Moonlight
My mother said
I should never leave
the house after dark
because you never know what might be out
there…
but out in the darkness
is where I live best.
Me and the moon.
You’re free to be
whomever you feel like,
no one can tell you
how to wear your hair,
or who can be your friend,
or to tell you how un cool you are.
Living in the dark,
just me and the moon.
The soft glow of fireflies
lights up only part of the darkness,
but lights up the whole world for me.
Representing how small things
can make a big difference;
showing me that if
tons of people work together
they can achieve big things…
if people would let me in.
I think about this,
with me and the moon.
Bright shimmering stars,
glistening from above.
Pin pricks in black construction paper.
I don’t know exactly where
the light that’s behind the paper comes from,
shining through the miniature holes.
Lighting up me
and the rock I'm sitting on.
Illuminating my world of
me and the moon.
The trees around me;
casting shadows into my view.
Throwing dark shapes into my mind…
pictures of my outcast face at school.
People ignoring me entirely,
as if I'm not there.
Just because I'm me!
Which is why I love
pushing that part of me away,
while I'm with
me and myself.
Bathing in the moonlight.
