(n.) a symbolic or artistic reminder of the inevitable death or of human failure and errors
(n.) the irrational fear of being hurt
When you hide underneath darkness because it’s the only thing that seems familiar.
Those times when you don’t know how much you can show of your bruised inside.
You are made from stardust;
just like all the beautiful flowers.
Sometimes your tainted inside shows on the surface.
Because some bones just click.
Few things are forever.
Cherish them while they’re here.
Sometimes you need to rebuild yourself in layers.