When I go back to my bed, I squeeze the moon a little, every night. I dress up my dark, deep wounds with its silver blood. I shed blood to heal me; the moon sheds light to heal me. Picture: Pexels Prompt #moon given by Rana Swapan Sarkar Let's give prompts to each other and make ourselves write! I'm giving- #journey to Jiten Sahu #chair to Abhisekh Dash #maturity to Santana Dhali