"And this is how it ends ; this is how I carry the whole galaxy in my soul ; this is how you lose me; lose a galaxy just because you kept running for a shooting star that was never yours."

~S

With a honey sweet smile,

And a caked up face,

With gold dusted eyes;

And a queen like gait,

She twirled in the crowd,

Like a soft snowflake,

Afraid to get lost;

Like a child in hail,

Music in her ears,

Tired of all these games,

Hands in her pocket;

Hair glittered with rain,

Looking up at the sky,

Her eyes a little glazed,

Breathing so soft;

Her mind a little dazed,

Ignoring those eyes,

That blackened with hate,

Letting go of the feelings;

She could never embrace,

Treasuring the peace,

She had let people waste,

Cementing the broken walls;

She had let down in haste,

Blooming up with life,

Like the roses in her vase,

Wishing hope would take her;

To good things that await,

Her inked words proud,

Of how she decorated her pain,

Prepared to defy the rules;

Vined up in society's maze,

Determined to find her smile,

That vanished with no trace,

How she healed up her scars;

Even the stars were amazed.