in the dead of night
under a black-blue-purple sky
she ripped me away from my home
the only thing i ever knew
she smothered me with her shirt to stop the cries
bound my hands to end my desperate scratches
held up that ragged rabbit i kept beside my bed
and told me i was safe
that she was my hero
no matter what anyone else said
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...
