littlemisscloud writes

Ill-Starred

before you, 

there were so many red flags

 I was naively missing out on 

stones were thrown from unseen hands 

awakening blood memories 

of tangled emotions

 yet, they still went on 

with their little rampage, 

wounding the soul 

because when is enough, 

enough?

  till the day I met you,

 I'd never thought you'd bring love 

one who could salve the recesses of my sore soul 

undarkening such ugly, dead hopes 

that once wrinkled the stars

 -a.