Again

Okay this is another one that I've posted before and have revised into something better.

Again

Here comes the moon again,

pale and lonely like he always is.
I’m not scared of the dark,
just the uncertainty it brings.

Here comes the sun again,
shooting pinks out of the ground.
More rage filled bruises are forming
in another fading night.

Here comes the stars again,
covering the world in purple black.
Making my feelings ambiguous
like your promises to stop.

Here comes springtime again,
but the green won’t appear.
The seasons just keep changing,
and our lives stay the same.

There goes your smile again.
It never stays for long.
I can’t hold on to hope,
when the wind is bitter cold.