my metaphor

I almost forgot it....driving down the road late the other night. Silly me; I had no pen or pad. I could only trust my memory to not lead me astray. It took me a few days to remember it though. In the end it came out a bit rough but go on and read it because I too am a bit rough. Here is my metaphor.

I am the moon.
illuminating at some times
and absent during the others

when you see me half covered in the darkened sky
you imagine me being unveiled
I seem to be slowly molding
looking as if whole
my perfect round circle self
but then

Blink

your own perception is wrong
I'm still a crescent

I light forests
yet darken homes

no one trusts in my power

...so lights are in order;
placed around towns
night lights they're called
-above rooms, in cars,
-lighting your entrances and your exits,
-making late night walks safe and sound

I'm replaced by better
what you find more supportive
you believe them to be

more

long lasting


But I too am loyal


I will not lead you astray
I'm stuck in my position indefinitely
against wishes and good health
I float above you...noticed only when
you're Desperate
and Alone


only when
dark surrounds you
and there are


no


other


stars











in the sky