Moon Child

Taken from your very own grasp
was that one shot at destiny,
hit by another and it left you spinning
and gasping for air.
Time never healed your wounds.
Instead, you gave up
and no longer saw a reason to try.
Your core exposed and became your surface,
and however beautiful it was,
it could never be good enough for you.
Though you circle the same path,
a routine so hard to break,
every so often you find the grace
and courage within yourself to break free
and block the light so that everyone
can see only you,
if only for a moment.
For you, whose time will come.