Teenage best friends
Drunk on the years we
Sold to sadness
Laying on the ground
Laughing hard and loud
Happier than we are
Always escaping from reality
With markers of every color
I trace your skin of imperfections
Color your untold story
I raise a rainbow on your body
Bleeding your memories
In uneven unprepared scribbles
Because we are young
As we will be for the
Rest of out lives tonight
YOU ARE READING
Short Stories and Poems by Me
PuisiEnter at your own risk. My mind over the years is displayed in here. ((PS: even my worst ideas get put in this log because it's my back up for everything I write. I apologize for the horror if anyone is reading this))
