Moon Child

I am a moon child, a child of the moon. I weave in and out of the darkest skies. I expose the secrets you wish to bury, which come with different cycles. I am the cycle that keeps you whole. I shift and change until it’s time to be made brand new. I hide behind the light when it’s time to reset. I am a moon child, a child of the moon. When I am at my fullest and shining the brightest, my light exposes your demons and drives you crazy. You blame me for your misfortune, but you haven’t found the rhythm of your cycles. Weaving in and out, dismissing what’s right in front of your face. Afraid to change because then who would you be?