Spray paint

Umbrella’s chose not to shelter me,pain and misery a rain while the rest enjoy a sunny day to bask in the sunin vain. No tree shall smile, no car shall drive no star shall shine, no person shall love I can’t. Colors are bright for the hopeful spray paints fade, for the hopeless. Like me.

An Ending

An Ending. Her hands twitched and the corner of her lips twisted into a smile, my mind raced as the as I stared at the splattered blood ahead of me, I hadn’t meant it at all but that girls face never faded. It was a mistake an accident, a hot summer day, scorching heat, we