It's late. I should sleep but
The moon is high up
And it's captured my thoughts
Taken me back in time
I reminisce the good and the bad
My success and misfortunes.
I try to sleep , and when it gets,
To the latest misfortune,
Of a soul lost, wandering the world.
I try to close my eyes
But the moon is ruling,luring.
So I wait until it dips
In the horizon.
©joan_josh
J