Misfortunes are not that bad after all

Tears scrolled sadly down his cheeks.  With his hands folded tightly across his chest, the young man stared in distress at his possessions laying on the side of the road in a puddle. He slowly shook his head to and fro; accepting defeat. Just like that, he was cast out of his home with nowhere to go; no roof over his head. He was speechless at the unexpected turn in event that had crept upon  him so he stood frozen in the pelting rain and cried.

Kiss Of Life

Author: Demarggio Rose

Salted wounds, pain falling from her eyes

She uses a blade to cover all her pain and lies

She cries “save me!” from the inside

She hangs by a thread, attached to her soul

She refrained from warmth to adapt to the cold

Driven fears leads her into darkness