Under a Moonlit Sky
Under a moonlit sky,
My lady sat and wept
While her world was in turmoil,
Ours soundly slept.
She sat and she cried
While she thought of all the lies,
Her face buried in her hands
As tears streamed from her eyes.
She remembered the days
When her lips touched her ear
But now they stay in place
Sealed with grief and fear.
Sometimes in the moonlight
Her scars can be clearly seen
But in broad daylight
Her scars are where her beauty should have been.
The day when he used his hands,
Not to caress but to strike
Was the day my lady realized
That she and a beast were alike.
Stripped of all pride and modesty
Her pain and agony reached nobody,
Cold and naked she clung to the ground
With Only darkness wrapped around her body.
The light it gave fake promises
While the dark told true lies,
At daytime the monster howls
While at night my lady cries.
She told herself a million times
“One day it will all change”
“One day love will replace abhor”
But expectation often gives us thorns
When roses is what we are expecting for.
And on this beautiful starry night
While outside in peace people slept
Inside under this moonlit sky
My lady sat and wept.