It’s raining,

The blood I couldn’t save

 

Drowning in my tears,

I reach for a hand 

But my heart

sank with the titanic.

 

The only thing I could feel

was blue

where stars never existed

Lights never formed

and my soul

was never born.

 

If only I had

saved my blood

from bleeding

I’d be flying 

With butterflies.

 

And if only I were my blood,

I would have stopped flowing 

So the peace

I never found 

would finally find me

 

Samriddhi Parajuli

A levels

Islington College