Do you ever look at a
Newborn baby,
And realize how much
Life they have?
Their eyes having
Yet to see the world.
The good.
The bad.
The everything.
That's the first
Thing I thought when
I saw Winter.
Held her.
Loved her.
But now that's
All gone.
I don't want to hold
Her.
I don't want to love
Her.
I don't even want
To think about
Her.
But I can't help it.
I always think
About her.
Always.
Always.
Forever.
YOU ARE READING
Sal
Short StoryBeing stuck on death row can be pretty boring. Why not write about everything until the inescapable death that waits for me just as much as I wait for it.
