04/30/2026
Moon full in Scorpio
Endings
I, the Raven
I am not made of night,
but I know how to live inside it.
I walk where light grows thin,
where thoughts stop lying to themselves.
The dark does not frighten me.
It tells the truth too clearly for most.
The moon follows my shadow.
Not to guide me
to remember herself.
Her light rests on my feathers,
never fully mine,
never fully gone.
I carry it the way one carries a scar:
quietly,
without explanation.
I have seen what hides when the world sleeps.
Grief curled like a child.
Hope pretending it isn’t tired.
Silence heavy with names that were never spoken aloud.
I do not judge these things.
I keep them.
They call me a messenger.
They are wrong.
I do not deliver answers.
I carry weight.
Between darkness and light,
I stand still.
One eye open to what hurts,
the other to what still breathes.
Inside me,
there is a small glow
not enough to save anyone,
only enough to keep me awake.
That is my task.
When I cry into the night,
it is not a warning.
It is recognition.
I am here.
I have not turned away.
Neither should you.
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