A/N: I was flying home and I was writing poems, as always. I only realised what this one was about when I finished it. My mind actually is too obsessed with Lena Luthor. Thought I'd share.
[ It's just a poem, but please tell me if you share it somewhere and mention the author :) ]
Enjoy! :)
She's only ever been trapped by love
and never set free,
yet a strong heart believes
a rambling voice
with every broken piece left to burn.
She's only ever known betrayal,
yet she trusts
airy wings that shiver under her gaze,
unaware.
She's only ever received rejection,
but she still searches for brown warm eyes
among the crowd.
She knows nothing better than pain,
yet her eyes lit up
at a small voice and awkward walk.
From the dark
she has been looking at the stars
for so long
she can perfectly name
the one in front of her.
Even after all the hard drops,
she's still ready to fall one more time
for an oblivious ray of sunshine.
- FallingArtist