The Moon Rises~

Fearing rage from suppression My illusion 

To stay grey and hidden 

When the moon isn’t shining 

Rage is growing silently 

Searching for an outlet in beliefs 

Internal rejection 

What my father taught me, what the world taught me  

Time after time thoughts flood in

Emotions rise to fall asleep again 

Women need to limit their expression So we’re fucking taught
Why are we taught to abandon who we are?

None of this matters because 

She’s rising 

Regardless of how fearful some are to feel 

My power is my own 

The moon rises and shines in darkness

Remember that.. 
– the moon rises 
Written by Nikita & Astara Lak’ech (c) 



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