hair blows through the wind
eyes shaking with fear
standing up strong
with bruises lining her broken face.
the marks of terror along her body
they scar anyone but herself.
a forgotten past
that's all that is remembered
with mystery lying in the future
nothing worth losing.
she aligns the stars with her fingers,
touching softly what is unknown.
hands tremble now,
tears disappearing in the endless storm
gripping the wet asphalt in pain,
seeing nothing anymore.
those blind eyes,
a girl's reason of no resolute
to why someone may give up
one small flaw in a vast sea.
