Begging The Night

The dawn breaks me in half and takes my neck as a trophy,

But I scream my lungs dry, begging for the night to hold me.

My pupils expand wider than an endless sea of falling stars,

And suddenly there is just the trees, no traffics and no cars.

The horizon is dying in every single vertical that I kill.

I could stop the cycle of abuse, but I  swear, I cannot stay still.

The dawn breaks me in half and takes my neck as a trophy,

But I scream my lungs dry, begging for the night to hold me.

-Jackie