Eclipse of Me

I play to silence the mo[u]rning.
The moon is still high.
And I lay, immersed in His ambient melodies.
4:40 dusk meets dawn,
I take these moments to reflect
in the pools I've made;
I see just a fractured image.
Each time I'm just about to discover
The clear fragments of this sorry excuse for a reflection,
Life skips rocks, hands tick tocks, and my love, hip hop
cannot even pump the beats of my heart any longer.
Just when I think the winds have settled- another ripple..
this time dropped by confusion, anger leaking from my eyes.
Some say tears are weaknesses leaving the body;
Perhaps it is but reality sinking in.
And I have never drowned so solemnly.. 'til right now.
As the music stops I can no longer 
mask the sounds of my short breaths.
So far away from the surface 
I take comfort in the gentle Luna, herself,..
as I dread the sunrise of yet another mo[u]rning.