Only the moon's smile can cure the unseen scars of darkness

The taste of moon is like honey to all honeymooners, but after some years does the moon's scar make it bitter?

Night never needs a shade but it requires to fade into the grin of twinkling stars where light is just a glint of scars

I feel like a real dead one: having neither blood to bleed nor any flesh or bone to feel the scars; yet I want to hold on to my spirit.