intricate skies

covered in thorns

been covered in thorns,

lived in by storms

the darkness her only friend

the shadows in her heart they mend.

been struck with lightning—

finds it funny how she's still existing.

"the stars have cursed me,

once thrown me at sea."

the everyday crashing of waves

the sound of it hitting the caves

her head's underwater, 

but the echoes are sounding stronger

so now suppressing this so called feeling

the pain of everything slowly numbing

that even when holding this thorn scars

she doesn't mind these monsters bleeding in wars.