Acid and Ashes

15 0 0
                                    

Sour words linger on the tip of my tongue

They sting like acid

I wish to spit them at your sneering face

And watch the flesh peel as though you were zombified

But then you'd bite my head off, haha...


No. It's not even laughable

This reality which we live in, torn to pieces

By a careless mistake yet again

Oh well. When the lights are off, light the candles

Until this place is as fiery as hell itself

Random Short Stories/PoemsWhere stories live. Discover now