Ciéra

wallup.netGuarding the dark abyss

on hands and knees

praying I don’t forget

which way I meant to go

today

to cover up

the fact that I’m always

going down

to the bottom of the well

where the first dark star

wept.

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Genesis

Ever since I was old enough to think twice
I’ve been failing to put myself back together
Perhaps they are right
We come from the Stars
And are meant to be scattered as such
Across that ominous dark forever
Wondering
How many light years
Until we can begin again