Miracle of the Moon

Birthed into free fall Miracle of the moon My heels touch the surface walking in tune Steps like a slither Through a plain of broken teeth What an ugly world What an ugly world Never was I meant to shine in light Why does it have to be me? I yearn for my skin to rip in the wind And the clouds might snatch my throat I walk this sunless realm alone I never asked for the burden To make this world a better place Still, I was chosen Not for virtue but only might Miracle of the moon Turned calamity of the earth My kin embedded in the soil I'm not the first I am not the one to free this earth from pain but I still remain But I still remain I would rather be A vessel of its finality Let it all return to nothing Forfeit Miracle of the moon