littlemisscloud writes

Stormy Fits

 staying 

has been my practice 

of stubbornness

since the earliest of times 

I knew I'll always end up 

dancing on top of cars with my demons 

all through the witching hour

I never had to question

 if this is where 

one's heart goes to 

when love flails a little too wildly

it's no surprise, 

after all 

seeing that 

even the stars keeps tearing 

at the sound 

of my detonation 

-a.