liberty dies [star wars poetry]

09; Rey

Deeply in her bones...

She feels the power under her skin. Running her veins, warming her soul.

She had been so alone...

Deeply in her bones she could feel the dead flowers of innocence.

She could feel power.

She won't be afraid. She could beat the record. She could be the love inside darkness.

Kindness remains her anthem...

not forgeting who she was...

drowning in the flames of her knees.

Becoming an heroine in all this mess.