Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
320 · Jan 2014
kaitlyn Jan 2014
the sky is wounded;
i can watch it
cry angels for
hours and not
catch a **** one.
306 · Dec 2013
kaitlyn Dec 2013
ink fell from her eyes

onto the dead page.

and from her tears,

their story came to life

in a way it never would

in the real life

she always tried to run from.

— The End —