show me the stars
they scream "like you I have scars"
yet they still sparkle whilst dancing in the dark
you are like the stars
far away
fading, fleeing and I'm left wishing I had foresight
I am like the stars
dazzling and radiating light to others
I will shimmer evermore
I am the stars
watch me implode and destroy everything
a graceful beautiful mess
YOU ARE READING
summer and her freedom
Puisi"summer and her freedom" refers to some short poems that have been written over the span of a few years, through the good and bad nights, I could always confine in the screen staring back at me. I realised whilst writing I had always connected with...
