I was thrown down to the layer that lies below rock bottom. On my hands and knees I crawled up looking at the moon who was my guide I reached the top covered in filth and blood With every scratch somethingwas taken away from meWith every tear and blo…  | lunaiswriting April 14 | I was thrown down to the layer
that lies below rock bottom.
On my hands and knees
I crawled up
looking at the moon
who was my guide
I reached the top
covered in filth and blood With every scratch something
was taken away from me
With every tear and blood drop
I had to sacrifice a part of me Now I am here
on this cold surface
I can feel the wind on my skin
The rain will wash me
but looking at what's left
I wonder
Was it worth crawling out of there? Don't forget that my first novel is available on Amazon: Little Rebellion
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