"What's that?"
"I couldn't hear you."
"Speak up."
don't you realize i am?
this is my yelling.
this is as loud as i can go
ever since fear
adjusted my volume.
YOU ARE READING
Even Stars Die
Poetry"Nothing is infinite. For even the stars, brilliant and bright and true, light up the dark for but a brief moment before disappearing into the endless night." 【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】 These pages were meant to bring my greatest fears to life because desp...
