poem

Broken stars craving the embrace of the dark. People begging for the sake of their heart.

The wounds that I dreaded all day have healed my bruised body.

The nightmares kept pushing me down into the deep dark hole of survival.

She sees a soul trapped in a body with self worth issues.

All I could see was, his dark brown eyes staring at me.

I kept searching for you. To talk to you about how my day went.