Hell or Heaven born?
From what flames did you rise?
Or
What drop of sunlight illuminated those eyes?
Oh, but what fires in Hell still burn?
Following the tears that flood the Earth
Your tears or mine?
Run, run into the sun
YOU ARE READING
I try to look up to the stars when I feel lost, and I am very lost
PoetryA collection of mostly sad poems Most of these are raw and unrefined One take or they don't make the grade Usually birthed after 2am
