Category: Stargazing

• Starstruck

  Reaching for the stars, I burn my hand. Nothing is going right. My plan is failing. Abort, abort, abort. Vulnerability never looked so weak.  Churning and burning.  Tears and tsunami I reach for the stars again I burn.  The pain is lava. The heat melts away my strength.  I burn until I am nothing but…

  rebecabritney

  June 23, 2023

  Poetry, Stargazing