@Arcane_18 7 April 2021 more from that month

The last moonlight sonata of the unwanted ghost.

hear me out, screaming in a whispered tone as i tiptoed against the dewy grasses under full moon. you see how i sway as if i play beethoven's masterpiece inside my head? no? maybe it is not a dance like you expected but a theatre play in the midst of the barren surface--eyes closed, ever faithful to the rhythmonly I can hear.but no,my ears are closed as i pressed my fingers into my fractured hips. i become breathelesslike a ghost who never find a way home. the only vision i have is my eyes becoming like a waterfall--the moon sparkled and stars became ever radiant as I still sway to let the wind clot my wound and halt the bloodflowing like the tune of fúr elise. you see now how i sway? i am not a goddess of the moonlight doing rhythmic footwork only I can hear. i am swaying to let the ground swallow me whole since my white pajamas are stained- like the red rose made out of love; but mine was turning maroon and as i am counting my final eights, i am slowly being drained down to my final minute. mother, let me play my moonlight sonata after i heard it during lunar eclipse but you let me bury into the disastrous tune of which no one will never lend an ear for you see me as a waste of talent unlike what you envision far-fetched from the path i want to go. and the last tune ends of my moonlight sonata playing until my last breath so does the last footwork of my moonlight sonata playing until my last heartbeat.