fear engraved into her eyes glassy blue with shame the screams kept, showed fleeing soul, washed over with cold her flee in the blanket of dark morning nose dusted with freckles her color faded to the absence of everything and nothing her minor escape visions of perfection reliance on a single moment where inner restlessness subsided lashes fluttered, stars twinkled her longing to leave lingered a cry for freedom a suffering uncaused damaged perfection.
-Sarah Ashley, 14 yrs old
this is about a time where i had a very bad night, and around 2am i snuck out of my house, only to sit in my driveway and stare at the stars. this was around october or november so it was pretty cold outside.