My sweet angel,
I'm writing this letter from the back alley behind the apartment building. I apologize for the tears that may slip off my cheek and onto this paper. I also apologize for lying to you. I was only visiting my parents for four days, not five. I wanted to come home and surprise you with beautiful emerald bracelet. I know how much you love emeralds, but when I walked in and heard your sounds of pleasure through the bedroom walls, I realized that I am not needed in your life. Don't worry about me though. I've been through so much in my life. I've stared death in the eyes just as much as a serial killer. This is just another addition to my stories. Well, have a great life. I look forward to seeing you once again... in hell.
YOU ARE READING
Views
Poetry"Views" is the second collection of my poems. For these poems, I decided to write with a bit of a challenge and put each poem in an uncommon perspective. Enjoy! :-)
