Tag: sad

Railway

Heavy freight.

By Dante Elijah Puschiasis on December 15, 2019

Like oil and water; rainbows rising to the top and covering what's below without ever truly interacting with it.

Such a little thing, from oh so long ago; How can you still be hung up on this?

I couldn't pay you to stay.

Can't fight it. Never could.

I did not ask.

You cannot lose that which you've never convinced yourself that you have.

Whether alcohol or kind souls, she cannot help but to abuse.

Choke. Choke. Choke.