Shakily peering around the corner
To see a weeping boy
Don't cry
Please don't cry
Put down the blade
Throw away the knives
You deserve more than this
You should know
You are a star
I've seen how bright you glow
But I'd rather have you here with me
Where I can feel you by my side
Than have to search and search for you
Way up in the sky
YOU ARE READING
Constellations Of The Mind
PoetryThoughts pulled at random from the jumble of mischief I claim to be my mind.
