I
don't
even
know
how
the
world
works

5:05pm
the sky is confused
the clouds are a blend
of orange and red
yellow and violets
what a moody creation


8:17pm
the sky can no longer hold it, i guess
lightning strikes everywhere
and thunder trembles here and there
the sky is crying


12:38mn*
the sky is calm
but it looks heavy
like the calm after a tantrum
and there are no stars
the sky is sad

she was the princess of her own world
the daylight and moonlight dimmed upon her
her relection of intense beauty
yet a soul of total abyss
her emotions null and void
her gaze empty and sorrowul
yet it was the moon that dawned upon her
black and cold