Pony Poems

by alafoel

Poem for Luna

How many nights has it been since you visited?

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Five…

Six…

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter…

Every bad thing you've ever done…

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter to me.

I still shout for you every time.

LUNA!

LUNA!

Luna!

Luna!

Luna.

Luna…

Do you still hear me?

…

Is that the problem?

Am I too much?

…

Why can't you fucking love me?

Why can't you fucking speak to me?

LUNA!

Seven…

Luna!

Nine…

Luna.

Eleven…

Luna…

Thirteen.

It doesn't matter to me.

I wish you were here, right now.

Right now.

It doesn't matter to me…

Do I talk too much?

Am I overbearing?

Do I make you feel like shit?

Is it all my fault?

…

Why don't you love me?