becca

"She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars." 

thunderstorms upon thunderstorms

“The birdcage was safe. The birdcage was understood. Sure, the birdcage was a little cramped and cold and lonely, but it was home.”

the sky gained another star today. death makes people come together in a tragically beautiful way. please believe me, you're cared about. 

“She had literature inside her heart that she couldn’t sometimes write.”

“And I’m quiet, 
all despite the raging in my head.”

:):

"The moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections."

I'm just a shell with a huge storm inside of me

experimented with italics and bold and stuff in my last poem. was trying to convey how i was feeling inside. hope you enjoy <3