she never knew the shivers
from a sky glowing with galaxies
vast space painting the moon red

she was safe in the security of arms
rooted in a certain love
a kind of magic she only saw in dreams

this girl, this wandering beauty
who looks lovely in the eyes of boys
holding her shape in their stares

this love she felt
buried her insecurity
allowed her light to sing to the sky

his combed hair and sweet voice
wrapped like a blanket around her skin
the greatest strength was how convincing it was

her candle could only flicker for so long
before blinking into nothing
from honest hands forged by abuse
stealing the last of her beauty

this wandering girl - never recognized the cold
to feel the shivers of an endless night
breathing every scar to life