Each smile
Rises in the throat like bile.
Every wasted mile you're in denial
Is a mere file
Atop the unkempt pile
On the cold stone tile.
Hopes drop to the floor
Life brings pain to your core
Please open the door.
Patch the heart they tore
Find yourself on the shore
And spread your wings and soar
YOU ARE READING
Short stories
Short StoryThis will just contain random short stories. Enjoy! (Caution, some may be gruesome) The first ones are old, so please excuse my bad writing 😂
