With the world around her in a haze
With the rain covering her face
And the wind kissing her skin
She gazed at it
Oh the beauty it would have been
A red rose
With velvet petals
But she could only see
The blooded color of its being
It only reminded her
Of the blood running on the walls
Of her city
The broken faces
Either of rage or death
She could only recall
Her once blooming soul
Crashing under the starlight
Of untold words
In battles of war
YOU ARE READING
to the stars
Puisi[..] she stopped living her life cause she didn't feel like dying
