I'm just a girl.
Built of Ash.
Not meant to last.
So why do you keep me from flying with the currents of the wind?
Why do you want me to stay?
My fire is burnt out and all my sparks are dead.
All I'm meant to do is jump.
And all you're meant to do is let me.
So please, stop stopping me.
YOU ARE READING
unwanted redemption
شِعر"Life is like a poem, never truly finished. But sometimes it's over before it even began, because sometimes a pen runs out of ink."-me
