Art | poems [Book 1]

62. Sharp edges

Two broken souls have found the sharp edge together.

One told the other.

"Don't get too close to the sharp edge. You might get hurt and fall."

However the other replied with.

"I've been hurt too much and I'm not scared of falling over and over again."

And so they both drowned in the peaceful reflection of the sky.

That reflection that early morning before dawn was the brightest they would ever see. There were a million stars waiting for them.

And that same morning the sun shone the brightest as they finally found the peace they both wished for.

~author note~

This is from my fanfic 'sharp edges'(which will be published in January)

Those are my own thoughts tbh