the tears that flows,
caressing once rosy cheeks.
now are gaunt and pale as ever.
she wishes on every star she might spot on this hazey night.
smiles are rare to her.
if so they come married to wishfull sighs.
she closes her eyes often.

in the dark she sits.
the shadows that consume her.
inch by inch providing comfort.
tilting backwards.
further
and further.

she falls.
her baby cathes her.
the night sky took her away.
the stars she often wished apon took her away.
her hand never empty
always held tightly.

she frozed that night.
on the floor she lay.
no one noticed.

she got her wish.
she dint hurt anymore.