She held Night in herself and suffused in the dark.
Disappearing into the witching hour, all she remained for the world was a stark.
She was tired of light and it’s games and tricks,
Darkness seemed a better option to her as Night kissed her rotten lips.
She shovelled away the light,
And kissed the loneliness of Night.
Night didn’t allow false hopes to her…
Just some time alone to think and blend in with her scars.
Night moulded her to survive alone,
Fearless and heartless-
Into a monster she had grown.
She loved the new state of her,
Keeping light and people blurred.
She sat on the couch with a glass of champagne to her lips,
She survived the dispairities she was born with, her trodden heart buried beneath.


9 responses to “Twilight

  1. U r growing strong😊

    Sometimes it’s easy 2 walk the long road alone
    Sometimes it’s gud 2 pretend 2 hav a heart of stone
    Sometimes it’s easy 2 hold ur head high…
    Sometimes it’s good 4 ur soul 2 cry…

    Hopeless Romantic

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