It was a full moon and the sky was at peace.
The constellations can be evidently seen.
As if everything seemed to be calm and serene.
Yet, there she was clutching her chest, crying quitely.
For she might cause chaos on that clear and peaceful night when everything seemed to be fine.
YOU ARE READING
Library of Poems
Non-Fiction| Collection of midnight thoughts and daydreams || P.S. very raw since i started writing this way back in 2017 Credits to the owner of the photo I used for my book cover ^ω^
