in the dark
she looks in the mirror
finding strength in bleakness
and sees nothing looking back
not even she wants her
who does?
not the stars
who defied nature to run from her
not the light
who cant help but feel overshadowed by her shadow
not herself
who cant help but wonder
not her tears
who run from her
for what they've seen inside of her
is much too ugly

she needs a break
and closes her eyes
sore from sadness
but they roll back and fall into her
fall into the valley
from which the stars are not visible
fall into the canyon
where the sun never rises
those sad eyes
are they why she feels heavy?
are they why her future
cannot be seen?

the sun turns its cheek,
in sadness or in shame,
seeing the horrors of the world
it sustains.
It turns its cheek,
and the darkness becomes prominent,
As if it ever left,
and you remember that this world is yours alone
you’re not lonely
you’re in control

the rooms are empty
as are you
yet you look around for a helping hand
but you know they’re all too busy for you

for a girl who has nothing to offer
no trade to master
and no dreams to chase after
what would drive her in this world?

her lack of ambition?
or her lack of love?
should she dream of nothing
and smile to herself?
she should be proud,
shouldn’t she
of the lovers she’s never gathered?


she remembers,
looking at the skies created for her,
her greatest accomplishment yet:
existing
it’s the hardest thing to do.