loveless

the sky wailed the day her tongue was slain by the monsters in her own house maybe it was her destiny to dream for a love that was never hers yearning, waiting, wanting that's all she does the whole day perhaps if she gave enough she'll get something in return the day never arrived though she yearned all her life but even a cat's nine lives wouldn't have gotten her the luxury of love the sky is still crying over her lifeless body nobody hears the thunder akin to how her screams were ignored