Saviour beyond the Stars

She healed my broken parts,

padded her pocket with my dread and doubts

Ceded me light when I was in dark.

I truly knew who she was,

a savior from beyond the stars.

Picking my pieces she glued me whole again,

Embracing with her golden verbs,

she made me alive.

When everyone turned their back on my unravelling,

she sutured every exiting wound;

She dug deep to find my soul when I thought I didn't have one.

tortured spirit heart feels torn.

she had a heart that knows way beyond this world,

her stare that see beauty in all things.

and my soul used to lose its way just to be found out again.

As her stare lost its way from me,

it never reached back.

-©TheCursedPOET