i shut off all the lights and looked in the mirror,
to a face i could not recognize,
she had black eyes and a pale face
she would destroy herself from within-
attempting to find something inside of her,
sinking into the fire
she watches how she does not burn but transform-
she's a black hole full of secrets,
so dark that the blackness covers the stars-
she floats up to the surface
and finally remembers her name.
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Rootless
PoetryRootless: Having no basis of stability; Unsteady. To you: The vagabonds, the lost souls, and those empty promises. If you feel like you don't belong, that you're lost, lack stability, and/or feel that what you're living now isn't what your life is s...