At night Julia M. C. M. Trigger Warning: Grief, Suicide I don’t know the night as well as I would like But I spend all my time, staring at the sky, And the Stars, and wondering if I’ll see wings or scars Shoot in front of the Moon, to keep me company On lonely walks, empty thoughts, memories lost, And all the other wounds that bleed and burn At night, or when the sun is high in the sky, While […] Continue Reading
