Tears from the Moon

The day shuns the night away.
We become depraved.
Atoned for my past judgment.
For something I condoned.
Based on a fact from the present.
The future is only a second.
It was a second gone bye & bye.
One that tells no lies.
So let the truth set you free.
Start begging on your knees.
For what our dreams may become.
The feeling turns numb.
Watch my soul to fit the mold.
Let the story to be told.
I give and then give a little more.
I'm so mentally sore.
We can sit here trying to find bliss.
Fuck it, I just need your kiss.
Caress me please, molest me with ease.
Put the pain to rest.
She still wonders why I'm so insecure.
And my intentions remain pure.