I have moons on my skin, stars in my eyes, a sun in my soul, and a head full of planets. I write about the meteor thoughts in my head, which whizz past at extraordinary speeds and leave blazing trails of emotion behind. My experiences are constellations, undiscovered planets, far off stars shining like tiny pinpricks of lights, lighting up the dark.
She lay there
Mouth open a silent scream
The sadness. It swallowed her up.
Left her choking, gasping for breath
in the sea of self loathing.
Slowly and quietly, she felt
as the darkness