There’s a face beneath the boards I can’t tell if this is a demon or ghost but it scares me the most. There’s a face beneath the boards i’m terrified but, all I can do is pray to the lord. The smile is haunting and its presence is daunting wherever I go it’s sure to […]
Is the taste of my bile. I hug the porcelain bowl, body heavy, anchored to the tile. My throat burns and no honey here to hold my head up while my stomach churns. The fever won’t quit It’s lonely and painful. I pass out and I drown in my own vomit.
Happy Halloween and a Blessed Samhain. Enjoy this retelling. it’s quite a crooked story…
Basic is, as basic does
Now we’re worlds apart, with the memories of our love, hanging on the walls. I dream of a time when I could still hold you in my arms. I wake up Expecting that lingering warmth on the sheets to once again find myself all alone.