the skies are beginning to fade away
into an empty nothingness
black and darkened
like the shadows beneath your bright eyes
and you walk the pebbled roads
late in the night
waiting for someone to call out on
the wisp of a girl
with her light messy hair and scattered thoughts
her blue eyes that can set hearts alight
and the patter of rain against her dainty bones
she waits
each
and
every
night
for someone to save her bruised soul
she waits for her saviour
on a desolate road
that leads to
nowhere