Attachment issues? Moon affliction alert

The Moon’s shadow descends, a heart adrift. We cling to love, a desperate gift. Emotions surge, a restless sea. We seek a haven, eternally free. The past it calls, a haunting strain. We build our walls, against the rain. Trust falters, a whispered, chilling dread. That love will fade, and leave us dead. We seek a mirror, in another’s eyes. To find ourselves, beneath darkened skies. The heart it yearns, for gentle ease. To find a home, where sorrow flees. Can we release, this aching hold? And find a peace, the stories told? Or are we bound, to wander on? A melancholy soul, forever gone.

The fragile heart, a wounded thing. It seeks a love, that it can cling. Yet fear’s dark tendrils, they entwine. And leave us lost, in this design. We build our prisons, made of tears. And watch the passing, lonely years. Can we release the need to hold? And let our stories, now unfold? Or are we destined to remain? In this lonely, heart-felt pain.

The whispers of a troubled soul. Where anxious waves, take their control. We seek a solace, we can’t define. The tangled webs, that intertwine. Can we find freedom, in the still? And break the chains, that bend our will? Or are we trapped, in endless night? A melancholy, fading light.